Dead as the night
He walks with such Pride
And no on even knows!

Where he is from
No weapon, no gun
A master of disguise!

When trapped in the sun
You'd think he would run
But he just Disappears!

Strike a match
For the Dead
Those who know
And those who don't

Oh, we live such simple lives
But I can't believe my eyes

Did you catch
Where he fled
Those who go
And those who won't

But I see it all the time
Pray for the false god!

Head down with shadowy hands
Cloak down, no hood, but a collar 'round his neck
Face forward, now calm, like a man on a mission
Like a man from the future, like a man with a vision

Head down with shadowy hands
Cloak down, no hood, but a collar 'round his neck
Face forward, now calm, like a man on a mission
Like a man from the future, like a man with a vision

His hazel eyes
They only show the
Glowing light before!

His purple cloak
It hangs beneath
His path to mystery!

Whether he
Wants to be seen
Is a show that he can lead

But I've not seen this one before
It's as far as I can reach!

Strike a match
For the Dead
Those who know
And those who don't

Oh, we live such simple lives
But I can't believe my eyes

Did you catch
Where he fled
Those who go
And those who won't

But I see it all the time
Pray for the false god!

Head down with shadowy hands
Cloak down, no hood, but a collar 'round his neck
Face forward, now calm, like a man on a mission
Like a man from the future, like a man with a vision

Head down with shadowy hands
Cloak down, no hood, but a collar 'round his neck
Face forward, now calm, like a man on a mission
Like a man from the future, like a man with a vision

I come outside my room
I look outside my window

There he goes walking through the streets at night alone!

I get outside my bed
I look outside my window
There he is outside on the streets alone

And there he goes

Away... From... Where I see him!

Strike a match
For the Dead
Those who know
And those who don't

Oh, we live such simple lives
But I can't believe my eyes

Did you catch
Where he fled
Those who go
And those who won't

But I see it all the time
Pray for the false god!

Head down with shadowy hands
Cloak down, no hood, but a collar 'round his neck
Face forward, now calm, like a man on a mission
Like a man from the future, like a man with a vision

Head down with shadowy hands
Cloak down, no hood, but a collar 'round his neck
Face forward, now calm, like a man on a mission
Like a man from the future, like a man with a vision