In the vastness of the cosmos, we seek knowledge of compliance,
A theory, whispered in the halls of time and science.
A theory not of particles alone, but of strings and branes that sing,
M-Theory, the key to all-the Theory of Everything.
From the smallest quarks to the photons abundant,
It describes the universe and its encumbrance.
With every note, a string vibrates,
A hidden force that shapes our fate.
In the dance of space and time, there lies a deeper thread,
A cosmic song that hums unseen, in every step we tread.
Beyond the atoms, past the quarks, a secret starts to sing,
A universe of hidden notes, within the smallest string.
Eleven dimensions twist and turn, with gravity adjacent,
A symphony of strings unfolds, notes rising nascent.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
Through every brane, the forces play, electric and so strong,
Where quantum meets the curved spacetime, in melodies so long.
Membranes stretching far and wide, dimensions we can't see,
They shape the stars, they build the laws, of what reality will be.
Gravitons drift between the planes, a pull that none can flee,
The threads of life, of space and time, in a boundless spree.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
Could every universe be born, from strings that bind and tear?
Collisions of the branes unseen, that fill the empty air?
Is this the theory of it all, the one that ties it tight?
Or just another fleeting dream, within our long fight?
Through every particle and wave, M-Theory weaves its thread,
The fundamental notes of life, where math and nature wed.
Supergravity bends the rules, as higher planes unfold,
A cosmic puzzle infinite, with pieces yet untold.
In the multiverse, we search for truth, in strings both large and small,
Perhaps the dance of M-Theory, connects and holds them all.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
In strings of light, in folds of space, the answers hum so true,
M-Theory, a whispered truth, that leads us to what's new.
Beyond the stars, beyond the branes, you hold the secret line,
Of all that is, and all that was, and all that lies in time.
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In the vastness of the cosmos, we seek knowledge of compliance,
A theory, whispered in the halls of time and science.
A theory not of particles alone, but of strings and branes that sing,
M-Theory, the key to all-the Theory of Everything.
From the smallest quarks to the photons abundant,
It describes the universe and its encumbrance.
With every note, a string vibrates,
A hidden force that shapes our fate.
In the dance of space and time, there lies a deeper thread,
A cosmic song that hums unseen, in every step we tread.
Beyond the atoms, past the quarks, a secret starts to sing,
A universe of hidden notes, within the smallest string.
Eleven dimensions twist and turn, with gravity adjacent,
A symphony of strings unfolds, notes rising nascent.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
Through every brane, the forces play, electric and so strong,
Where quantum meets the curved spacetime, in melodies so long.
Membranes stretching far and wide, dimensions we can't see,
They shape the stars, they build the laws, of what reality will be.
Gravitons drift between the planes, a pull that none can flee,
The threads of life, of space and time, in a boundless spree.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
Could every universe be born, from strings that bind and tear?
Collisions of the branes unseen, that fill the empty air?
Is this the theory of it all, the one that ties it tight?
Or just another fleeting dream, within our long fight?
Through every particle and wave, M-Theory weaves its thread,
The fundamental notes of life, where math and nature wed.
Supergravity bends the rules, as higher planes unfold,
A cosmic puzzle infinite, with pieces yet untold.
In the multiverse, we search for truth, in strings both large and small,
Perhaps the dance of M-Theory, connects and holds them all.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
In strings of light, in folds of space, the answers hum so true,
M-Theory, a whispered truth, that leads us to what's new.
Beyond the stars, beyond the branes, you hold the secret line,
Of all that is, and all that was, and all that lies in time.
A theory, whispered in the halls of time and science.
A theory not of particles alone, but of strings and branes that sing,
M-Theory, the key to all-the Theory of Everything.
From the smallest quarks to the photons abundant,
It describes the universe and its encumbrance.
With every note, a string vibrates,
A hidden force that shapes our fate.
In the dance of space and time, there lies a deeper thread,
A cosmic song that hums unseen, in every step we tread.
Beyond the atoms, past the quarks, a secret starts to sing,
A universe of hidden notes, within the smallest string.
Eleven dimensions twist and turn, with gravity adjacent,
A symphony of strings unfolds, notes rising nascent.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
Through every brane, the forces play, electric and so strong,
Where quantum meets the curved spacetime, in melodies so long.
Membranes stretching far and wide, dimensions we can't see,
They shape the stars, they build the laws, of what reality will be.
Gravitons drift between the planes, a pull that none can flee,
The threads of life, of space and time, in a boundless spree.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
Could every universe be born, from strings that bind and tear?
Collisions of the branes unseen, that fill the empty air?
Is this the theory of it all, the one that ties it tight?
Or just another fleeting dream, within our long fight?
Through every particle and wave, M-Theory weaves its thread,
The fundamental notes of life, where math and nature wed.
Supergravity bends the rules, as higher planes unfold,
A cosmic puzzle infinite, with pieces yet untold.
In the multiverse, we search for truth, in strings both large and small,
Perhaps the dance of M-Theory, connects and holds them all.
M-Theory, the cosmic key, to all that's meant to be,
Strings that vibrate through the void, in perfect harmony.
From the fabric of spacetime, to galaxies afar,
You hold the answers, hidden deep, in every cosmic scar.
In strings of light, in folds of space, the answers hum so true,
M-Theory, a whispered truth, that leads us to what's new.
Beyond the stars, beyond the branes, you hold the secret line,
Of all that is, and all that was, and all that lies in time.
Writer: Benjamin Sturge
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC