Текст песни
Add it up, the date, the name
It always leads back to the same
A number hidden in the code
A heavy, universal load
Turn on the TV, channel twenty-three
A player's number staring back at me
Births and deaths and history
All reduced to this strange decree
Is it a secret key they use
The one percent's confusing clues
Twenty-three! It's on the wall
A pattern that connects us all
Coincidence or master plan
The hidden math of man
They say it's chance, but open your mind
Count the digits, see what you find
Julius Caesar, stabbed and bled
Two and three, the stories said
The human genome, twisted strands
Twenty-three pairs from a maker's hands
A prison we cannot perceive
A number that we can't leave
Twenty-three! It's on the wall
A pattern that connects us all
Coincidence or master plan
The hidden math of man
They say it's chance, but open your mind
Count the digits, see what you find
Is reality a simulation's dream
Built on a prime-number scheme
We're trapped inside the cipher's game
Twenty-three is its name
Twenty-three! It's on the wall
A pattern that connects us all
Coincidence or master plan
The hidden math of man
They say it's chance, but open your mind
Count the digits, see what you find
It's in the cracks it's in the gleam
Wake up from the twenty-three dream