And with that, the princess Theresa
Walked slowly into the night
It would be the last time that she would see him
At least, the last time in this life
And Beethoven's heart collapsed into itself
When he realized what might have been
And the only one that could not see how she felt
During their lives, had been him
Now, Fate, she tried to ease the pain
From his wounds, now steeped in salt
And reminded him that a man
Was not the total sum of his faults
"Think what you have written
The еars you have enchanted
Thе wishes for every hurt soul's peace
That you have somehow granted
The wings you've given cripples
In the world inside their minds
The joy you brought to countless lives
That heard you music for the first time
Hear how that music echoes
This I'll now allow you to see
Look into these shadows
And hear the music your life will cause to be"

[Fate allows Beethoven to see all the musicians from the past that have affected his writing as well as all the musicians still unborn whose work will be inspired by him.]