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 agonise 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