the matador, pain's send by his eyes

with agressive will he's ready to end lifes

the raging bull, no tongue, no rights

forever imprisoned, ready to take his life

two wild animals, the mob around them

but cut off from the scene

in his hands the spear

in its eyes the kill

tight and tighter he holds the weapon

the beasts heart goes thrill

the beasts heart goes thrill

the veins are prepared to cum blood

the death is prepared to show love

the days turn nights as the fight goes on

a macabre picture that is built on tradition

a war forever

dark against red

untold story bit forever

the winner is still a rat

...still a rat