[Voice: heavy Midwest accent] [Verse] Smoke in the rafters, red light on the floor Santanico waiting by the backstage door Ana Vega still wearing her daytime name Till Santanico puts the snake in her hands like a flame [Chorus] Santa Anátema, come a little closer Still Ana Vega, nobody owns her Sweet little saint, beautiful sin She won't touch your neck till you invite her in [Verse] Santanico whispers, "The room is yours now" Snake on her throat, the whole bar bows Not a ghost in her body, just the lock coming free Same girl unleashed in the legacy [Bridge] Santanico steps off into the smoke Leaves her the stage and the debt and the joke Open the door You already said yes [Outro] Ana Vega Santa Anátema Invite her in
