The Art Of Bullfighting by El-creepo!
The day before
The matador
Watched his only love expire
Through Spanish eyes
The candles dance like ballerinas
Your fragile breaths like emphysema
But we have only life to leave
Slip into shadows like a gypsy
I saw my future only yesterday
When I awoke from a dream
The beast before me in a cloud of dust
Cruelty amuse the plastic crowd
Death rattles dirty little secrets
Like a skull without a home
Etched in stone above your grave
The only son we could not save
I saw you crying only dressed in black
Our love would then become a dream
Close your eyes and find me as you sleep
Now more alive than I ever was
Inside this colloseum
The crowd craves
The blood of the beast
Doubtless, their sense of pity
Is measured
By the size of the victim
Arch your back and open wide
Fill the void with violence
Arch your back and open wide
Fill the void with violence
I know you're waiting for that day
When love arrives
To finally calm your heart
Calm your heart
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