Duro

```Tough!
Tough and shiny like asbestos
Falling down like a stalactite
In search of total damn goodness

They are all accessories that eventually come off
The demons scream, the sirens blare
They go to the factory religiously like a mosque

The boss shouts the sermon of the day
Don't accept the divine grace of the Messiah
Three kings steal merchandise
Bank, government, church stab me down to the ground

What did Notre Dame say when it burned?
Suicidal birth, I don't let evil reside
I am holy and dressed as a demon

I continue down the avenue, adding up damages and agonies
I may have already lost, but I start another game
Sanity is already in danger, and

Look, look; now I am convinced
I act in purple, that's my masterpiece
Look, look, fatigue doesn't kill me
I burn like Troy, gradually turning into ash```