Exhibition Bout

Arena filled with screaming crowd In ecstasy they cry Paid money for a pleasant show Want to see him die The matador in shining dress Intent to prove his courage Drove by rejoicing mass It boils his pulsing blood Exhibition bouts under the star of law Men make pleasure in hanging gore Cruelty to animals crime that won't get punished Creatures treated as rubbish With direct stabs into living flesh To agonize the bull No way out the fronts are clear Take offensive jab it though On and on ride to the fall In danger of his life Wounded find no place to hide Death will soon arrive Exhibition bouts under the star of law Men make pleasure in hanging gore Cruelty to animals crime that won't get punished Creatures treated as rubbish Blood soaks and stains the parched ground The slaughter to inaugurate Duel between man and beast Their eyes are filled with hate... hate... hate He restrained fierce at the eleventh hour Till death blows save his soul No right to exist lamentation is law His flesh served up a grub Now finds piece in a better world Where man and beast are one Arena was filled with screaming crowd He is dead and they are gone Exhibition bouts under the star of law Men make pleasure in hanging gore Cruelty to animals crime that won't get punished Creature treated as rubbish