Transylvanian Transmissions, Pt 1 lyrics - Rob Zombie song

I was waiting for you
What's wrong?
Oh, it's nothing... it's just a readjustment
Your eyes...
What's wrong?
Oh, it's nothing... it's just a readjustment
Your eyes...

This idea is sufficiently plausible in an attempt to account
For the phenomenon the sickness and the sentence
Of blood. I could no longer strubble, 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

The vision comes and goes
But, tonight I saw clearly
The vision comes and goes
But, tonight I saw clearly
Very deeply