The Platonists likened the universe unto melody, that music of the spheres. They believed, like the Persian Magi, that our fates were written in the stars above, those celestial messengers of the heavens
Some songs are immortal. There are some melodies so sweet, some crescendos so vast, and some dirges so dark, that they may never be forgotten, even unto the end of time.
And while this song might not be one of them, it is, at least, about them.