I dont know why blood makes people rush,
Violence is a power you ve denied so much
Were all the same...
I do know why drugs make people rush,
The meaning of life discovered in a secondary state
Were all the same were living down
The vicious, boiling, shouting crowd
Were coming from underground
Living down, were the proud people apart...but
Mind, your own against, once again my own
Mind, your own against, once again my own
I do know why war makes people rush,
Destruction is a power we release so much !
Were all the same were living down
The vicious, boiling, shouting crowd
Were coming from underground
Living down, were the proud people apart...but
Mind, your own against, once again my own
Mind, your own against, once again my own
Rush !