Welcome the great killer
seed of bullfighter's breed,
He's taken down 49 beasts, no sweat
A true living legend
On the other side of the ring, 300 kilos of pure temper
The pride of it's caste, one of a kind
Ladies and gentlemen, sit back and relax
This sunday you'll smell blood again
Madness takes over the venue
at the beast's fisrt charge
Dust is in the air but his eyes show no fear
Dodges goring with a master dance
Colorful flags crowning a flowing trace of blood
Every stab turns into a work of art
They thought the beast was about to be tamed
On the other side of the ring, 300 kilos of pure temper
The pride of it's caste, one of a kind
Sweet panic in his eyes a second before
the horn pierces his stomach throwing him like a cloth doll
Ladies and gentlemen, sit back and relax
This sunday you'll smell blood again
Dear spectators contemplate life's fragility
The beauty of a convulsing body laying on the floor
Isn't public torture a right we deserve?
Proof of our manliness, the pride people carry inside
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture
Thanks God for art and culture

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