The Man in the Purple Cloak is a song in English
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