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