This Cold Night - The Man With Fire In His Mouth

I can hear your voice
Singing all alone
Gentle as a rose
Gentle as a rose

Do you know my name?
A name without a hold?
Distant like the wars
Of mad kings of old

I am your protector
From the man with fire in his mouth
I am your protector
From the man with fire in his mouth

I have known your fears
Of the flames and the wicket tome
The blood crack of the whip
The heat bites into bone

Can you hear my voice
A voice without a hold
Crawl back out of consciousness
For the time has nearly come

I am your protector
From the man with fire in his mouth

I am your protector
From the man with fire in his mouth