In the persue of passion in life
You tend to realise
You are solo in this fight

After a little while you look back and forth, left and right
You tend to realise
People whom you loved once are out of your sight

Strongly persuading your dreams and lust
You tend to realise
Relationship that you nature are now mixed to dust

I say to you men of passion
Fight through loneliness
Fight it through
Ain’t any options
Because all mighty men were wearing that same shoes
Either loose and die forever
Or plant the seed of your ideas living forever

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