Sicilian Bull Lyrics


The Great Bull.

Perilaus, show me your new creation!

Ordered by the tyrant of Akragas.

Disciplining and abusing

He wanted more, thus arises the brazen bull

Made of bronze and made of despise

Slowly devouring its victims

Through the pipes screams of exhaustion

There is no limit for human suffering

All Hail the great bull!

Roasting these fools to death.

All Hail the great bull!

All Hail the great bull!

Terrifying the weak forever

All Hail the great bull!

With irony the creation turns against the creator himself

Instead of a prize, they relish upon the cruelty of my invention

A melodic torture device, what a pathetic way to perish.

My cries sound ridiculous terrible, amusing the crowd

Blazing my skin while the smoke penetrates my lungs.

A true art that should never be forgotten

This is the Great Bull motherfockers!