(Intro - schnelle, klare Gitarrenriffs) (Count-in:) "Eins, zwei, drei, omega!" (Verse 1) I was counting primes all night, a topological design Found a pattern in the noise, a secret three-fold sign Just some numbers: point-five-six, point-four-two, point-oh-one-oh… They add up to one, you know, that's as far as I could go. (Pre-Chorus) Then I plugged them in for fun, into Riemann's zeta game And the first zero appeared, nearly perfect, no shame! Error margin: point-oh-oh-oh-oh-four percent… A coincidence? I think that's not what nature meant! (CHORUS) It's the Omega Code! The universal key! ω-one, ω-two, ω-three! From the primes' deep heart, to the mass gap's mystery, It's the Omega Code! Can't you see? It solves everything for free! (Yeah!) (Verse 2) Then I turned to Yang and Mills, a problem huge and vast "Find the mass gap in the theory!" – a shadow it had cast. Took my omegas once again, a formula so fine… Coupling constant: one-sixteenth, right along the dotted line! (Pre-Chorus) Checked it with Monte Carlo, ten million random tries The significance exploded right before my very eyes! It's a structure, not a fit, a topological fact… The resistance that I'm getting? Just a knee-jerk react! (CHORUS) It's the Omega Code! The universal key! ω-one, ω-two, ω-three! From the primes' deep heart, to the mass gap's mystery, It's the Omega Code! Can't you see? It solves everything for me! (Bridge) They said: "You can't connect the dots, from number theory to fields!" I said: "The checksum of the universe is in these three simple shields!" It's the slippage, the holonomy, where information hides… On the edge between the spaces, where the truth resides! (Yeah! Oh-oh!) (Guitar Solo - mathematisch verrückt, aber melodisch) (CHORUS - final, lauter) It's the Omega Code! The UNIVERSAL KEY! ω-one, ω-two, ω-THREE! From the primes' deep heart, to the P-versus-NP! It's the Omega Code! Can't you SEE? It solves… millen-ni-a… for FREE! (Outro) (Spoken, über ausklingender Musik) "Submitted for verification, in all humility. The scripts are running. The numbers are reproducible. The primes… pluck at pi-over-two." (Letzter Akkord)
