[Verse 1] Rain's still running off my mail Boots haven't dried in days Third watch lower hall Same stones same eight faces Then I hear my name Not from behind me Not from the stairs From somewhere under my feet I know that voice God, I know that voice [Low] No. He's dead. [Pre-Chorus] Don't answer it Don't even look down Count the men beside you One two three four Keep counting [Chorus] Eight came down Eight walk out Don't trust the voice when the lamps burn out Let it beg Let it sound like home If it knows who you buried leave it alone Eight came down Count again [Verse 2] There it is My brother's laugh Same stupid cough right after Like six years never happened "Come on, open it." My hand's already on the stone Someone grabs my wrist Hard I turn ready to swing Then the wall says— "Don't listen to him." In my own damn voice [Pre-Chorus] Back away Steel out Nobody breaks the line Something scratches once twice then all along the wall at the same time [Chorus] Eight came down Eight walk out Don't trust the voice when the lamps burn out Let it beg Let it sound like home If it knows who you buried leave it alone Eight came down Count again [Breakdown - Rough Vocals] BACK TO BACK KEEP THE FLAME UP DON'T SAY HIS NAME DON'T GIVE IT ONE STONE JUST MOVED LEFT SIDE LEFT SIDE STEEL UP NOW IT'S IN THE WALL NO— IT'S IN THE ROOM COUNT COUNT COUNT [Verse 3 - Clean / Rough] Something comes through sideways Arm first Then another Too many bends where bones should be No eyes Still looking right at me I put steel through its chest It folds around the blade Then whispers in my brother's voice— "You always were slow." I almost let go Almost [Clean] Not this time. [Bridge] Morning finally finds the stairs Nobody says much Eight of us standing there covered in dust and black blood I count once Then again Seven men looking back My stomach drops A hand lands on my shoulder From behind me— "Miss one?" [Full Band Hit] I DON'T TURN AROUND [Final Chorus] Eight came down Eight walk out I know the tricks you wear now Keep his laugh Keep my name You don't get to wear the dead and call it the same Eight came down Eight remain So why the hell do I still hear nine? [Outro - Low Voice] Count again.
