The Romans are all gone, It's his turn to roll the dice

(PURPLE) DO I KNOW YOU, I FEEL THAT I DO.HAVEN'T I SEEN YOU BEFORE? THE FACE LOOKS WEATHERED, BUT THE EYES ARE THE SAME. CAN'T YOU STAY AND WE'LL TALK SOME MORE. IT SEEMS LIKE FOREVER, BUT IT FEELS LIKE YESTERDAY, WHENS THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU SMILE? WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?, WAITED SO LONG. HOW WAS YOUR JOURNEY,YOU'VE BEEN GONE AWHILE. (CHORUS) PURPLE IS THE COLOR OF STRENGTH, MIGHTY IT CAN BE. PASSION AND LOVE, PRIZED POSSESSIONS FROM THE THREE. THE CLOAK THAT COVERED SO MANY, MELTING HATE LIKE ICE. THE ROMANS ARE ALL GONE,IT'S YOUR TIME TO ROLL THE DICE. YOUR CLOTHES ARE ALL IN RAGS AND WORN, COME IN, YOU MUST BE COLD. SIT DOWN HERE AND REST BY THE FIRE. I SEE YOU TOOK BACK YOUR PURPLE CLOAK; CAN I HANG IT ON THE DOOR? YOU'LL NEED IT FOR THE BATTLE, THE WORLD'S BECOME A WHORE. NOW I REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE. SENT TO BATTLE THE ANGEL WITH HORNS. LET THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD, SHINE THROUGH THE HOLES, FROM ATOP OF YOUR CROWN OF THORNS. (CHORUS) (END)