I wrote this before one of my fights... I read it before I read it over and over before I step into the ring 

Song before the Dance

My gaze is fixed on the ring...even though I can’t see it yet...

My breath is fixated to the rhythm of a rumble…

The very thought excites me, upheaves me, brings me a joyful tremble

My legs are filled with power, I’m stronger by the hour

I’m ripped like a race horse and, my hands could destroy a tower

Every grain of muscles on my body, salutes with definition

This soldier’s on a mission

This is my expedition; my turn to turn on fire

I’m seduced by desire,

a force is dancing in my body,

I’m so ready now, I’ll take on anybody,

Passion forces me higher, I am ready to put on armour,

I’m ready to draw my sword and, take on the whole empire…

My will is getting vicious, I’m beyond superstitions

I’ll make his body Rattle, it’s me who sets the rules and

I turned Glory, into a chattel

In this tale, I’m a Lion,

I’m a man made of Iron

I’m a descendent of Kings

I’m a knight in the saddle

This warrior’s ready now for any Battle