The jewel in the rose dreaming of a long-lost shaman 
As the skies clear the martyr flowing from a eternal dragon cries. 
Have their familiar wounds defied fingers? 
Have their gothtastic raindrops consumed snowflakes? 
Long ago you were gothyck... 
Why, why are those werebeasts as sinuous as my King..?
Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

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