| Song | Fatal Illusions |
| Artist | Eloy |
| Album | The Tides Return Forever |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bornemann, Gerlach | |
| Religions sell salvation | |
| Making promises hard to keep | |
| Confusing the mind with contradicting beliefs | |
| The modern way of thinking | |
| Seeking refuge in a material world | |
| Where everchanging values are giving relief | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| Dancing on a volcano | |
| Disregarding the countdown has begun | |
| Defeating all fears by simply closing our eyes | |
| The future generation | |
| Will inherit the idols of our time | |
| At the mercy of perverts | |
| Adoring corruption and crime | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| I see the light is fading | |
| I feel the cold is spreading out | |
| I feel the doubts are growing | |
| Dissatisfaction all about | |
| Hear - what is that sound a-sounding | |
| See - what is that light a-shining | |
| Feel - still there's emotions deep inside | |
| Tearing down the prison walls | |
| Of our cloned society | |
| For we sleepwalk in the crowd | |
| Of conformity | |
| Reconstructing all anew | |
| Values of the past | |
| Re-alight the flame | |
| If our children are the last | |
| Will that be their legacy | |
| This insanity | |
| Is there another chance | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Hold on to fallacies | |
| Finding comfort in cyberspace | |
| Slaves of technology | |
| Seeking shelter inside of dreams | |
| Fatal illusions remain |
| zuo ci : Bornemann, Gerlach | |
| Religions sell salvation | |
| Making promises hard to keep | |
| Confusing the mind with contradicting beliefs | |
| The modern way of thinking | |
| Seeking refuge in a material world | |
| Where everchanging values are giving relief | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| Dancing on a volcano | |
| Disregarding the countdown has begun | |
| Defeating all fears by simply closing our eyes | |
| The future generation | |
| Will inherit the idols of our time | |
| At the mercy of perverts | |
| Adoring corruption and crime | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| I see the light is fading | |
| I feel the cold is spreading out | |
| I feel the doubts are growing | |
| Dissatisfaction all about | |
| Hear what is that sound asounding | |
| See what is that light ashining | |
| Feel still there' s emotions deep inside | |
| Tearing down the prison walls | |
| Of our cloned society | |
| For we sleepwalk in the crowd | |
| Of conformity | |
| Reconstructing all anew | |
| Values of the past | |
| Realight the flame | |
| If our children are the last | |
| Will that be their legacy | |
| This insanity | |
| Is there another chance | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Hold on to fallacies | |
| Finding comfort in cyberspace | |
| Slaves of technology | |
| Seeking shelter inside of dreams | |
| Fatal illusions remain |
| zuò cí : Bornemann, Gerlach | |
| Religions sell salvation | |
| Making promises hard to keep | |
| Confusing the mind with contradicting beliefs | |
| The modern way of thinking | |
| Seeking refuge in a material world | |
| Where everchanging values are giving relief | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| Dancing on a volcano | |
| Disregarding the countdown has begun | |
| Defeating all fears by simply closing our eyes | |
| The future generation | |
| Will inherit the idols of our time | |
| At the mercy of perverts | |
| Adoring corruption and crime | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| I see the light is fading | |
| I feel the cold is spreading out | |
| I feel the doubts are growing | |
| Dissatisfaction all about | |
| Hear what is that sound asounding | |
| See what is that light ashining | |
| Feel still there' s emotions deep inside | |
| Tearing down the prison walls | |
| Of our cloned society | |
| For we sleepwalk in the crowd | |
| Of conformity | |
| Reconstructing all anew | |
| Values of the past | |
| Realight the flame | |
| If our children are the last | |
| Will that be their legacy | |
| This insanity | |
| Is there another chance | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Fatal illusions of life | |
| Here we are on the edge of time | |
| Minds in confusion are | |
| Fading out from reality | |
| Hold on to fallacies | |
| Finding comfort in cyberspace | |
| Slaves of technology | |
| Seeking shelter inside of dreams | |
| Fatal illusions remain |