• Sing, my muse,
    The voice within my heart,
    Sing of worlds,
    To which I may embark.

    Sing, lonely one,
    Cry forth your lament,
    Sing of pain,
    And your soul's torment.

    Sing, forgotten one,
    That your voice be remembered,
    Sing of ages past,
    In which your heart was tempered.

    Sing, holy angel,
    That you do service to your Lord,
    Sing of virtues,
    And the sins we must abhor.

    Sing, wretched demon,
    Tempt mortals unto sin,
    Sing of leisure,
    Of pleasures we may bask in.

    Sing, world,
    That you show your worth,
    Sing of life,
    The symphony you birth.