The Spoonbill Generator

This mortal skull that looks on me [Apsley]

Unshadowed by infinity [Roland]

This empty beaker, basilisk [F]

With sunken eyes, with shattered cheek [Beefy ]

Confronts, like cruel jesters do [F]

The nameless fears of those who dare [Grayman]

To whisper thoughts that none should hear [Beefy ]

In tones malevolent and sweet [F]

This mortal skull that frightens me [Beefy ]