Best of the best, a hero to all and many a bull he did slay But he entered the ring with a felling as if he shouldnt Have risen today Armed with a sword and a red velvet cape and the roar Of the crowd all around As the beast kicked up dirt and started to run, the matador Heard not a sound His face-turned white ,did he forget how to fight? At last-he knew,his nightmares were all coming true He jumped from the path of this demon with horns, but only to his avail For the beast put one horn, through the matadors thigh and The poor man started to wail He could not belive what he heard, the crowd they all cheered as he bled As he slowly bent down to pick up His sword, he knew they wanted him dead His leg-the pain the bull Desecrating his name At last-he knew his nightmares were all coming true Terror in spain, from a life of good fortune to a death full of pain Terror in spain the matador ,hes going insane The bull charged again with a furious pace and the matador raised his sword He slashed through the neck of this monstrous beast And laughed as the blood quickly poured He conquered the bull but this wasnt enough, he dropped to his knees At its side He cut out the heart but as he looked up saw a second bull in full stride His hands were wet, with animals blood and his sweat At last-he knew his nightmares were all coming true Terror in spain,from a life of good fortune to a death full of pain Terror in spain,the matadors nightmare,hes going insane His face turned white ,he sees That he cant win this fight At last-he knew his nightmares were all coming true Terror in spain,from a life of good fortune to a death full of fucking pain Terror-nightmares hes going insane