There's something in my world tonight.
It's midnight skies and headstone clouds.
And sister knocker's at it again.
There she is, tapping at my wall.
And she's crying.
Why are you crying?
What did they do to you, sister?
What did they do?

Can you feel here there the way I do?
She's crying, knocking, babbling for me.
What is she saying?
What did they do?

But she can't go home tonight.
She can't escape these darkened walls.
She's trying to tell me.
What did they do?

I can't hear right, sister.
I can't hear you.
What did they do?

And there she's screaming, knocking, crying.
They've found her, caught her.
She won't let them take her.
She'll die before they take her.
What did they do to you, sister?
What did they do?

But she's gone as the words escape me.
She's gone as I ask out loud.
"What did they do to you, sister?"
What did they do?

And there's something in my world tonight.
It's midnight skies and headstone clouds.
And sister knocker's gone again.
But I always know I'll hear her.
I'll hear her tapping, knocking, crying.
I'll hear her screaming, dying.

But what did they do to you, sister?
What did they do?