: [Music: Kral / Jakob / Signar] What a rush... When we're on stage You can't do nothing but Relate to something We feed the feeling Of the natural
of time Don't have too much but where there's a will There's a widow as well don't leave her your bills Don't let my bloodrush in vain I just want to
Bloodrush Running through your veins Bloodlust Do you know our names? Forgotten soldiers We're soldiers of fortune Do not deceive us We'll never retreat... Explore... the bloodrush
Übersetzung: Söldner. Bloodrush.
Übersetzung: Trash Can Sinatras. Bloodrush.
