Transylvanian Transmission PT.1 Lyrics

This idea is sufficiently plausible in an attempt to account For the phenomenon, the sickness and the sentence of blood I could no longer struggle, every moment threatened to be the last There was pain, dizziness and profuse bleeding at the pores, How is this possible The transmission was transfusing In a moment the sober eye of reason would detect a vibration in the flesh creeping. Incoherent, bearing no mark, of a human hand.