Injured By Extrasensorial Communications Songtext

Evil faces poject over the walls.
Exhaling black smoke. Horror.
Bloody nightmare.
My corporal levitation afraid to me.
The shade of dead people appears.
And I can't to scream.
Frozen sounds paralizing my body.
I look behind. And I can see a crucified body.
Rotting. A beautiful witch making me boodoo.
I feel the painful nails piercing my torso.