the purple stone

A violet fire in the dark,
A silent stone, a hidden spark.
It waits beneath the ancient ground,
Where lost and forbidden things are found.

The old inscription speaks my name,
And suddenly I'm not the same.
I know I should be walking away,
But something pulls me deeper every day.

Purple light inside the night,
Calling me beyond the light.
One more step, one more door,
I don't know who I am anymore.

Purple light, I feel it glow,
There's something underneath below.

I can't escape, I can't deny,
The purple stone is calling me tonight.

The pages point beneath the street,
Where ancient tunnels twist and meet.
Paris sleeps above the stone,
But something down below has known.

I cannot turn away,
I cannot close the page.
The deeper that I follow,
The darker grows the cage.

Purple light inside the night,
Calling me beyond the light.
One more step, one more door,
I don't know who I am anymore.

Purple light, I feel it glow,
There's something underneath below.

I can't escape, I can't deny,
The purple stone is calling me tonight.

The stone is waiting...

The music knows...

The road is open...

And down I go.


Purple light inside the night,
Calling me beyond the light.
One more step, one more door,
And I'll never be the man I was before.


Purple light, don't let me go,
There's something underneath below.



The stone is waiting in the night...
And I am falling into purple light.



Purple light...



Purple light...