Dead Man's Mail - The Mark Of Cain

Dead man’s mail, send it back

Dead man’s mail, send it back

A letter in the post littering my floor

A letter of the past showed under my door

I don’t recognize that name, don’t live here

Don’t recognize that name

Maybe once lived here

Dead man’s mail, slit it down its guts

Dead man’s mail, take a look inside

A number spells his name, from birth to the grave

A number spells his name, from cradle to grave

Dead man’s mail

Everything starts to tilt, everything starts to fade

I recognize my name, everyone is afraid of

Dead man’s mail, send it back

Dead man’s mail, send it back

Dead man’s mail, send it back

Dead man’s mail, send it back