We enter the cauldron
The gladiators pit
The atmosphere is scalding
We feel every bit.

Our history stands before us
A new one awaits
Inspired by the chorus
That lifts us through the gates.

The opponents take their formation
We stand fearless in front of it
Our eyes brave full of determination
Our lives forgotten for just a bit.

I look at each man beside me
Each ready to die in the tackle
I feel pride rise inside me
I’m ready to ride into battle.

I look to the stand
I see faces full of trust
I’m at one with every man
And victory’s all we lust.

Every tackle I make
I do for more than the team
For every tackle I break
I hear a whole nation scream.

For every score
For every point taken
There is a deafening roar
That leave my joints shaken.

I am honoured to wear the jersey
I am honoured to play with these men
We’ve done it before we showed no mercy
Now we’re sure thirsty to do it again.

So let me out on this battlefield
With these warriors to the core
The enemy knows we won’t yield
The enemy fears what lies in store.

© Daniel Breslin

Take your time and get it right
That’s something I’m trying to learn too
Slow and steady wins the race of life
But I hate races and rules.

I tend to do things the way I like
But that don’t always work out too
Sometimes I be dancing laughing with life
Other times I be cursing life and myself too.

Take your time and get it right
That’s something I’m trying to learn to do
For I’ve lost many things in life I like
Because I’ve the patience of a fool.

© Daniel Breslin

It’s fight night
Feel my pulse tonight
I was built to excite
Don’t wilt I ignite
Swing a left then a right
And I surpass my height
To fast for sight
It’s your ass tonight
Swing speed like a light
Sting recede you feel the bite
In this ring it’s my fight
A King witness my might
You’re exactly my type
Can’t match me I’m ripe
On my feet I’m too light
The best you’ll meet in your life
And the best will beat you tonight
Now stick that in your pipe
I’m a boxing delight
Out foxing despite
Your advantage in height
I’m a savage you’re right
I manage my spite
Going to do damage tonight
Need bandages from my strikes
Dodge your left, lodge my right
Bob and weave I’m too bright
Too great an insight
When your locked in my sight
I swing one hell of a right
Hit floor, ring bell, that’s goodnight.

I’ve been beating them pads
You been eating kebabs
I’m going to beating your abs
While you’re eating my jabs
I’ll duck your right hook
Then erupt an upper cut
Construct while your stood shook
Then destruct till you can’t stand up
If you’re scarred up
It’s not some hard luck
It’s down to hard work
You better keep that guard up
You can’t batter me
You can’t knacker me
You ain’t a patch on me
I’m Mr. Accuracy
When I cast my stare and aim
You best prepare for a blast of pain
Barely able to grasp my name
I’m a different class in this game
I switch my style and change
So you’re always in my range
No such thing as a fair exchange
After me you won’t fight the same
Bet your life I’m a fine bet
Ain’t never been behind yet
Mess up your face then your mind set
No one notice you in a line check
Fists like kegs, hitting your head
Till your legs, feel like lead
Then when I’m ahead
Lights out! Just like I said.

Your game plan abandon it
Never just a random hit
The ring I’m commanding it
Falling’s the only hand you’ll have in it
You keep presenting challenges
I keep implementing damages
My anger I can channel it
Present a battle and I’ll handle it
You can try work me on the chin
Like I’ve been working in the gym
I only came to win
There’s no chance I’m giving in
I’ll rise to the challenge here
I survive and persevere
I’ve got drive you can’t get near
I thrive on the atmosphere
Feel alive when I hear them cheer
As I strive to do damage here
No one I’ll dive, cause no one I fear
Anyone you throw at me
Better be prepared to go toe to toe with me
Call yourself a challenger
I call myself the damager
You be calling to your manager
‘You said it’d be a tight bout
He just knocked my lights out’
I’m gifted as a fighter
Arms lifted, defence tighter
When I throw punches
They come in bunches
The body crunches
So trust your hunches
There ain’t no solution here
You’re fighting an executioner
Got a whole new demeanour
When I step in the arena
Make you realise you’re just a dreamer
But hey, I’m looking for a cleaner.

© Daniel Breslin

Summer smiles
Summer beams
Summer styles
Summer dreams
Summer love
Summer girls
Summer kisses
Some world.

© Daniel Breslin

Sometimes you can’t make it on your own
Sometimes you can’t make it by yourself
Sometimes this world will cut you to the bone
You can’t always, refuse everybody’s help.

Sometimes this life will tare your guts out
Sometimes it will break your heart
Does no good to keep everybody shut out
Make what’s tough, ever more hard.

Sometimes this life will eat you up
Sometimes it will beat you down
There’ll be times it seems you have no luck
As you look at what you built crumble to the ground.

It’s times like these you can’t make it on your own
Times like these, you discover your real friends
They’re the ones once all is known
Don’t even have to ask, they insist on help.

Times like these, character emerges
Times like these, are times to grow
Times like these, serve a purpose
Just make sure these times, are not all you know.

© Daniel Breslin

I wish I was everything you wanted
And a whole lot more
If I had it I would flaunt it
If it brought you to my door
It seems I ply myself hopelessly
As I pry you to notice me
My eye lingers hopefully
Your eye seems to open me
But it’s gaze will pass
In the blink of an eye
Look in my glass
Drink’s running dry
I’m a shrouded face
In this crowded place
If I was allowed some space
In this overcrowded race
If you could meet my gaze
For more than a second
You could make me or kill me
For those eyes could be weapons
They could be daggers
Or ladders to light
In this room of advancers
You hold the answers tonight.

When you move in step
I lose my breath
You ooze finesse
Did I move out of depth
I want to dive past the shallow
Straight into the deep
You you’re not shallow
There’s depth underneath
I want to take a peek
If I could get close enough
But around you I feel weak
No act of being tough
I’m exposed
Although quietly
My heart’s closed
Doesn’t want variety
For only you will do
I look in my heart I know it’s true
But I know that I’m behind
When you pay me little mind
But I don’t give up
Cause you’re definitely worth the fight
Always keep the chin up
Some say you won’t, but you just might.

© Daniel Breslin

Call on me
Pretty lady
Whenever you need
Good company
For times are tough
These days baby
I’ll be as happy to see you
As you me.

People keep talkin’
I don’t always listen
As they keep tellin’ me
What I should be.
With you whether kissing’
Talkin’ or just sittin’
I don’t need to be
Anything, but me.

Call on me
Pretty baby
If ever you,
Are feeling down.
If you want to talk
I’ll just listen
Or we can dust it off
And paint the town.

Need a place
To lay or play
Then woman
I’m your man.
When you want
You can stay
Wish to leave
You always can.

Call on me
Pretty lady
Whenever you feel
The want or need.
I’ll not make demands
Try and command
Or try understand
Anything you don’t need.

If you’re feeling alone
Pick up the phone
If I can
I’ll call by
For life is a dance
And without its romance
The living
Are only living to die.

So call on me
Pretty lady

Drive me crazy
Make me laugh and cry.
For life is a dance
And in its romance
Is where the livin’
Start learning to fly.

© Daniel Breslin