The bull ghost

Is so angry

Is moving so much

Dust

Scratching the dry ground

With its fiery shoes

He is ready to load

A big weight

In your face

You run

But it’s too late

You run

But it flies

It flies fast

And before

You breathe

You are caught

In its glue

The bull ghost

Is haunting you

Day and night

Light and prey

Pray now

The bull ghost

Is haunting

Even the dreams

In the days

Even the days

Of the dreams

Come true

Through the bull ghost

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