Million directions – million ways
One million movements – nowadays
One Million crossroads – step by step
One time wrong turned – into your trap

One Million choices – pluralism
Machine-made Basslines – germanism
The total loudness – destroyed beat
I feel the bassline – mission complete

I am like I am
My philosophy
I am like I am
Self-fulfilling prophecy
I am like I am
I saw it in a dream
They called me –
The German Bass Machine

That's my appointment – satori
Speaking oracle – A priori
I've got reception – closing scene
Corporate vision – bass machine

One Million choices – pluralism
Machine-made Basslines – germanism
The total loudness – destroyed beat
I feel the bassline – mission complete

[Rain of Gold]

What did you expect?
Any special kind of respect?
You expected the sunny side?
Now confronted with real life

Welcome to life
Forthright
Ruthless like
A dogfight
Broken dreams
Follow you
It doesn´t matter what you do

And your rain of Gold
Is fading away
Ending in smoke
And you got astray
From bad to worse
Too late to reverse
No pain no gain
Still follow the rain

Are you bulletproof?
Conscience- and explosion-proof?
You thought you were on the top rung
but your fall wasn´t well-sprung

Edge of the cliff
Now you pray
You and your dreams
Choose your way
Now you jump
Into the rain
And the chase
Will start again

[One of 47]

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