The love for the sport gets to me
O God set my inevitable affection and spirit free
O Lord bless my soul into its ungodly war
And let my passion for victory takeover and soar
Threw blood, sweat, and my extraordinary tender tears
Bless that one may not change for the worse in heaven's mirrors
If it's fate or a momentary stop of life's course
My devotion to the game bares no pain or final remorse
It stirs your soul and heats your blood
From fresh hacked grass to dirty mud
From the end zone to victory's Godley heaven
From opposite odds of fourth down and eleven
Threw Pain, passion, and the players love
Heaven embraces its heat from the stars above
Every dedicated souls has their goals and adolescent dreams
But only they can pursue threw and make it into fates seams
