Letra de Exhibition Bout

Arena filled with screaming crowdIn ecstasy they cryPaid money for a pleasant showWant to see him dieThe matador in shining dressIntent to prove his courageDrove by rejoicing massIt boils his pulsing bloodExhibition bouts under the star of lawMen make pleasure in hanging goreCruelty to animals crime that won't get punishedCreatures treated as rubbishWith direct stabs into living fleshTo agonise the bullNo way out the fronts are clearTake offensive jab it thoughOn and on ride to the fallIn danger of his lifeWounded find no place to hideDeath will soon arriveExhibition bouts under the star of lawMen make pleasure in hanging goreCruelty to animals crime that won't get punishedCreatures treated as rubbishBlood soaks and stains the parched groundThe slaughter to inaugurateDuel between man and beastTheir eyes are filled with hate... hate... hateHe restrained fierce at the eleventh hourTill death blows save his soulNo right to exist lamentation is lawHis flesh served up a grubNow finds piece in a better worldWhere man and beast are oneArena was filled with screaming crowdHe is dead and they are goneExhibition bouts under the star of lawMen make pleasure in hanging goreCruelty to animals crime that won't get punishedCreature treated as rubbish