The Man in the Purple Cloak est une chanson en Anglais
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