Lyrics in a language written right to left
syllabically divided, o'erlaid upon sheet music;
so are we opposed boustrophedon,
as dare not I state whe'er dreams o' life – more ruined,
for life in such dreams hath all lost, but I awake
...unto this... where hardened fate does have you from me,
...where days pass as find I ways
to have your beauty 'round you,
such Majesty in making... sense of static.

So opposed are such dreams of life
and life
from the one I dream for;
so opposed – such noted words,
their dually passing.

So much the same: My dreams here of you
to harmony o' this composition;
...such prayers, this chance I take.

O! Love 'o Fate, what music!
The score?