The old passion

The night keeps calling men
and biding them dirty fair
in the dark, failure takes the stage
and talent roams the air always 
that is how they all went apart!

the same old passion says:
”your bell will never ring again”
“yes, your time quickly passed”
“the day you followed me”
“you sold your power”

time is also like the season
it runs and never waits.
this game is simply unfair
but has all inspired us
to give the fallen,chance.

the evils passion add again
“your type is very rare"
“come here my little cake."
“come and meet your friends.”
“You are my most desired”

now let the swimmer begin
as the old passion dares
to make people miss gate
sword never fails to spare
if you will all wanna remember 

tomorrow is our day
coloured in the beautiful
colours of the rainbow
pitched so high like the table of kings
in the company of great leaders
we will travel along the columns of the cloud.