Illusionary Fields

Man thinks he is the crown of god's creation

He thinks he can control everything to please his soul

When we don't know real love

And find no answer above

We're alone, build an own shelter of fantasy

We found heaven, we found hell

In illusionary fields

When we need a little spell

We need illusionary fields

Sometimes beauty's a beast

And like a whore on duty she simulates

Paradise in a land of lies

Sometimes too blind to see

That love and lust don't agree

We adore this whore and turn to fantasy

We found heaven, we found hell

In illusionary fields

When we need a little spell

We need illusionary fields

We found heaven, we found hell

We found heaven, we found hell

In illusionary fields

When we need a little spell

We need illusionary fields