man thinks he ist he 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 anwer 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 dont´t agree
we adore this whore and turn to fantasy

we found heaven we found hell...