Nuclear Mysticism by The Holeum Lyrics

I have been touched by the hands of a supreme being
With the coldness of a pentameric symmetry iceberg

I would not believe in god if it would not for science
And I wonder if I would save the fire
Or the air that feeds it

Its fingers were flexible and were extended towards me
Melting and bending the space-time

I would not believe in god if it would not for science
And I wonder if I would save the fire
Or the air that feeds it

Its arms also stretched out to me
In a curved way to embrace me
But I only understand the straight line
And the Euclidean geometry divisions

The tetrahedron shows the fire
As the octahedron is shown by the earth
The icosahedron shows the water
As the cube shows the air
Finally I float towards the fifth element figure
And I still wonder if I would save the fire
Or the air that feeds it