Distract - Amoral

The most delicate master

The drive, the core of our source of function

Too strong the belief of supremacy

And we’ll drown in the lack of the increasing gain

Driven since the first step

And here we are trying to find our way in Time bordering all advantages

Fear of infinity self-conceit

The ability to process, the ability to err

Truth neglected in irrational frustration

Determination serving temptation

Desire within unsound

Euphoric ambition possessed

To shorten our path, to lengthen our time

The most delicate master

The drive, the core of our source of function

Raionality paralyzed at the altar of will

Too tired of struggling, too strong to give in Driven since the first step

A conscious failure of feigned ignorance

Internal filt appearing so reasonable

A stubborn wound none willing to heal

All equal in the field of diffidence

Swaying about on a weaker scent

Distance blurring destination

Desire within unsound

Euphoric ambition possessed

Idle discontent devotion