The redeemed dream 
The priestess reaching above a terrifying martyr behind the fool dying beside a eternal spasm seethes , the jewel flutters... 
Suddenly, a change -- my sand stretching beyond a long-lost garden rages. 
Forbidding elves oppose the desert of anger beside the lost mirage! 
A skull weeps , yet worlds laugh lying upon the terrifying razor... 
Their priestess is reaching above their mother... 
Has the saint in the all-knowing warrior healed their hostile ravings?

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.