Lyric

Dust is swirling in this hollowed ring of stone

The burning sun is bleaching every bone

A raging beast, a shadow black as night

His heavy breath brings death into the light

There's no turning back, the end is in your eyes

I flick the Muleta, beneath the crimson skies

With destiny, I’ll dance until one of us dies

Pierce the heart, with the Blade of Passion!

Betting my life in a flash of lethal fashion

I don’t need your cheers, I don’t need your fame

Just our blood mingling, in this sacred game

The beautiful karma, burning in the clay

Olé!

Kill the fear inside, and wear a hollow smile

That’s the matador’s way, his aesthetic and his style

These scars upon my skin, they aren't medals for the brave

Just the proof I survived, and stepped back from the grave

Stomp the earth, the Zapateado beat!

Faster than my heart, feel the arena’s heat!

Harder! Faster! Break the ground beneath my feet!

Like a falling rose, petals in the mud

A cruel and vivid end, written in the blood

Love me, hate me, let the fire grow

Who will be the last one, to smile before we go?

Burn away, the karma, in this final ray

Olé!

(Olé... Olé...)