: [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
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.
