The Man in the Purple Cloak

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