Endless journey – in rotation
Through nothingness – navigation
Intrasystem – federation
Keep the balance – constellation
Forty seven moons – born to stray
Through galaxy – everyday 
Warmed up by the solar ray
I‘m named Titan – far away

One of forty seven
Owner of dark heaven
I have proved my worth
One billion miles away from earth

I fly alone – isolation
Through space and time – visitation
High speed flying – fascination
Mass-Energy – relation
Forty seven moons – born to stray
Through galaxy – every day
Warmed up by the solar ray
I‘m named Titan – far away

[Nobody hurts me like I do]

I violate to harm myself
Just to feel something
My bleeding heart lies in the shelf
My bleeding heart lies in the shelf
Please forgive me – I do itself
Before you will do that
Preventive – I will hurt myself
Preventive – I will hurt myself

You enjoy to be
Your own enemy
You enjoy to be
A sick identity
I haven´t got a clue
Tell me why
Nobody hurts me like I do

Nevermore I beg for something
Preventive – Shock absorbing
At to give away is nothing
At to give away is nothing
Preventive – I will hurt myself
Before you will do that
Can you except? – Ask yourself
Can you except? – Ask yourself

[Too tired to consume]

TV, girls and clubs – Too tired to consume
Music, sex and drugs – Too tired to consume
Alcohol, champaign – Too tired to consume
Cigarettes, cocaine – Too tired to consume
Long legs, tits and porn – Too tired to consume
Musical stillborn – Too tired to consume
Reading press comments – Too tired to consume
Streaming webcontent – Too tired to consume

Someone incommode
Celebrate Dresscode
Bitter Medicine
Celebrate the Scene

PlugIn-Sounds extreme – Too tired to consume
Analogue machine – Too tired to consume
Militant conform – Too tired to consume
Common uniform – Too tired to consume
Someone incommode – Celebrate dresscode
Bitter medicine – Celebrate the Scene

I feel you blow
I taste your glow
You asked me
Wanna be my gigolo?
It´s a good show
Scenario
You get me
Calling me your romeo

I´m ready to inject
All night you´re my sex object
My muscle is erect
And you was the architect 

From your mouth
Into your south
You want me
Ready for the rodeo
It´s a good show
Scenario
You get me
Calling me your romeo

Inflow, outflow, overflow

Inside my head a burning blaze
The new extreme beauty craze
I can not sleep at day and night
Everything has to be all right

New body – Modification
Smaller Cyst – Reincarnation
I feel so bad and incorrect
You know – No body is perfect

B.I.I.D. – Low Battery
B.I.I.D. – Needs Energy
B.I.I.D. – I have the key
B.I.I.D. – Cut to be free

I need no eyesight – better blind
Prefer the deafness – well defined
Walking-Going-Legs – What for?
Also arms – not needed anymore
Love implants – Give me a knife
Have to adjust abort the strife
In amputations I don´t dread
Need only torso and my head

Symmetry ignore
Sometimes less is more
I have to cut and operate
To penetrate and miscreate