Mano Dura
Horcas
Iron Fist
I toast in silence
In the nostalgia
I live in the nights
They give me pleasure
I seek shelter
In excess
There go my fists
Degeneration
I want them to see me
That I'm not afraid
In the bursting of my being
I am the owner
And this is my game
Of nightmares I don't know
Lots of money
Lots of ambition
Today the shame
Will fade away
I am the guilty one
I am the mad one
There go my fists
Degeneration
I enter into combat
I follow the party
And I don't give up without pain
It's always the same
Blow by blow
I'll give you blood in your veins
My story is cruel
There go my fists
I hit hard and he doesn't know
It's more than a game
They scream my name
Foolish words without value, if not passion
Last round
