A Passion Not Known

Needles pierce my shaking legs The steel is in my mouth and yours The Latin god has come again And I'm the only one he's told Midnight rides when we are one We bask in glory rarely known Sweat and steel will fly and flash And I'll die on your heaving back Passion is what passion does Passion has no goal in sight Real Passion keeps itself alive Passion doesn't need to fight I keep your blinders by my eyes Remove your feet from sacred shoes Take these chains and lay them down In nakedness you are my god I do my job and clean your room Your picture hangs above my bed Noone knows, they'll never know They'd lie about it anyway Passion is what passion does Passion has no goal in sight Real Passion keeps itself alive Passion doesn't need to fight I keep your blinders by my eyes But practical has come about I'm torn apart by future lives And Latin gods and midnight rides You see me sin and in your house I stop for you but it's too late I will not tell my passion lies I gouge your eyes and die inside Passion isn't paved with bricks Or wearing three piece suits and ties It pumps inside our hearts and souls A passion not known Passion is what passion does Passion has no goal in sight Real Passion keeps itself alive Passion doesn't need to fight