Stalking the hunter Raise the bow higher Dark is the water Ice on the fire Your love is ritual A ghost of the physical Your love is ritual A ghost of the physical Brought to the altar Draped in water Raise your hands higher Touched by the fire Shot by the bow Sharp is the arrow Your love is ritual A ghos of the physical Your love is ritual A ghost of the physical Like you're hunting something That can't outrun you Like you're hunting something That can't outgun you Oh, Oh, Ooh Oh, your love is ritual, Ah ha A ghost of the physical Your love is is ritual, Ah ha A ghost of the physical, Ah ha Oh, your love is ritual, A ghost of the physical, Ah ha Your love is is ritual A ghost of the physical