Bats - Andrew Wiles lyrics

I describe my life in mathematics As a darkened mansion I stumble into furniture seeking the switch To cast a feeble light on my secret endeavor A black raptor's feather I think I've got it Grips with all the darkened bits All the kissing lips Snarling in this room All the bending curves, all the ancient words Will the light confirm? A theorem so revered Has lain unsolved for three hundred years... I think I have the proof It's taken seven years I've taken many routes To get here This bridge is elliptic My writing is cryptic Keep it secret now Keep it secret now Keep it secret now Keep it secret now Happy to be dead Happy to be dead Deader than the rest Deader than the rest Here is my Look at my I think I have the proof It's taken seven years I've taken many routes To get here This bridge is elliptic My writing is cryptic This famous conjecture Is hidden in my lecture