..The time has finally come with one adrenaline rush..
..Weeks of gruelling training, all for this final push..
..If i win i will finally gain some deserved respect..
..And can feed my family from the resulting paycheck..

..4 hours prior, the tension is rising, emotions are flying..
..This isnt sport, fuck pity the loser can end up dying..
..8 months training for this one fight to get the win..
..Suspense imminent, the nervous flood of thoughts begin..
..What if i lose, my children must fend for themselves..
..I cant help them out, just look down from higher realms..

..Crowds distant chants indicate the next bout is mine..
..Pray one last time and hope everything works out fine..
..I enter the ring and look my opponent up and down..
..It must be the adrenaline, his arms seem to have grown..
..His presence is monsterous, what chance have i got..
..I can hit him, he hits me, who you think will drop..
..My morale is lowered i am noway stable to fight..
..My family cheer me on, i wont dissapoint them tonight..

..I choose to fight, possibly the last decision i will make..
..This should never happen, never put my family at stake..
..This isnt about power, its deeper, the ultimate test..
..With one final praer i tie my gloves and hope for the best..

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