Seekers Of The Pure lyrics

One hundred days before In a drifting fall During a dark night in a plane Something hard to say My eyes becoming cold I know I lost my dirty soul According to the law There is no escape for me It runs into its normal course Sending all its words A painted smile on my face Because the sushine needs a star A kind of inward war A march through agony Those lips I know where to find A heaven tree of stars In Zions fallen cause Oh pray for me in another world A touch of death without cure And truth that can’t be found A dying love that is left behind Can feel that kind of meaning A man who’s mind is wandering To the secret of my way Of my way, ha Of my way, ha Seekers of the pure