The Moral Solarium

The spy in me can have no rest
I’m hyper about your betrayed minds
Under the influence of controlled self-examination
Slaves to the ultra-moral gain the level of purity
You breathe it
You sleep with it
Everything is defined in the moral solarium
Your eyes on me, the target
I receive
You don’t pretend you only believe
Find some time for yourself it won’t hurt my dignity
Around your world I always wonder
How you gain the level of purity