Letra de Distract
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 gainDriven since the first step And here we are trying to find our way in Time bordering all advantages Fear of infinity self-conceitThe ability to process, the ability to err Truth neglected in irrational frustration Determination serving temptation Desire within unsoundEuphoric ambition possessed To shorten our path, to lengthen our timeThe 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 inDriven since the first step A conscious failure of feigned ignorance Internal filt appearing so reasonable A stubborn wound none willing to healAll equal in the field of diffidence Swaying about on a weaker scent Distance blurring destination Desire within unsoundEuphoric ambition possessed Idle discontent devotion