far off in the distance a shape in the night alright on a mission of mercy if the price is right uh he tries to possess her and she bites it s a ritual slaying but the tables are turned oh no and now he s praying but it s his turn to burn she breaks into his heart she never leaves her mark in a hotel chamber on a cryptic note cause where there s fire there s gotta be smoke oh no footsteps in the twilight and red nails round his throat it s a ritual slaying without strings attached oh no and now he s praying but there s no turning back she breaks into his heart she never leaves her mark alright alright she breaks into his heart alright alright she never leaves her mark 