| Day by day the world can blow up |
| No yesterdays and no tomorrow |
| From Lucifer to Anti-Christ |
| There runs a flame of passion |
| It is the flame of life |
| The flame of life |
| I’m sick of all these anti-words |
| That run through us is misery |
| Tomorrow there might not be a single soul left |
| Words must become flesh |
| Words must become flesh |
| Take it or leave it |
| Nothing touches me |
| Neither earthquakes or explosions |
| Neither riots, war or famine |
| No collisions or revolutions |
| I’m absolutely immune |
| Neither earthquakes or explosions |
| Neither riots (riots), war (war) or famine |
| Immune |
| Absolutely immune |
| The world explodes and I’m, absolutely immune |
| Absolutely |
| I’m apart from every sorrow |
| Calamity or misery |
| I’m gonna be your interface |
| Flex of ecstasy |
| I’m gonna be your interface |
| Flex of ecstasy |
| Immune (I'm top of the ladder) |
| Absolutely immune (I'm top of the ladder) |
| The world explodes and I’m, absolutely immune |
| Absolutely |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| Sensation |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| No hesitation |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| Sensation |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| A revelation |
| I’m top of the ladder of common sense |
| I’m top of the ladder of common sense |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| It’s a sensation |
| I’m top of the ladder of common sense |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| No hesitation |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| A revelation |
| Dance, dance, dance |
| Sensation |
| I’m top of the ladder of common sense |