Injured By Extrasensorial Communications 歌词

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. Oh, fucking witch. On her ritual. Torturing my spirit and flesh. Witchcraft. But I know too... the secrets of the black arts Now you will suffer unholy witch. Fuck with my sword... Brutal vagina bleeding. Becoming dust. I laugh of you because... No one can destroy me.