Signs of the Diabolic

[Chorus: SickTanicK]
Black miracles the science of the diabolic
The puzzle's in your mind and all you gotta do is solve it
The thirty third degree of the crucifixion
Shem HaMephorash, speak the word to invoke the spirit
Black miracles the science of the diabolic
The puzzle's in your mind and all you gotta do is solve it
The thirty third degree of the crucifixion
Shem HaMephorash, speak the word to invoke the spirit

[Bridge: SickTanicK]
The words inscribed in my mind are like Masonic temples
I traveled distant lands to make my pact with the devil

[Verse 1: SickTanicK]
My fascination with the macabre be the starting journey
And as my fascination grows I feel my soul adjourning
And all of this started inside the womb
I felt confined so I escaped into another living tomb
Satanists abort, they're not made like a Christian
And all my life, all I really got is criticism
But I chose my own path to the left
And as I searched for the next level I found faith in death
I found faith in a series of pills
A pastime to escape my pain and bring me great thrills
And so my fascination quickly turned into obsession
I learned my lesson with the razor, had my family stressin'
I mutilate myself hoping that I go to hell
Just like the movies I sell my soul for the box if it was for sale

[Chorus: SickTanicK]
Black miracles the science of the diabolic
The puzzle's in your mind and all you gotta do is solve it
The thirty third degree of the crucifixion
Shem HaMephorash, speak the word to invoke the spirit
Black miracles the science of the diabolic
The puzzle's in your mind and all you gotta do is solve it
The thirty third degree of the crucifixion
Shem HaMephorash, speak the word to invoke the spirit

[Verse 2: SickTanicK]
I live my life underground like the Nightbreed
I always have, I always will, never blind, I always see
That we're all hellbound to Hellworld
The inferno rages large 'cause it's Hell on Earth
And we all turned deader 'cause we all Hell see
'Cause then our bloodlines are haunted like Philippe the teacher
I'm not a preacher but a god to a grand land
Forever damned I have my life in my own hands
I am the son of perdition and the greatest pleasures
I am the living walking box that gets sawed never
I am the enigma, the son in your pictures
The ever-growing, all-knowing, motherfucking god figure
I am a mixture of Pinhead and Mussolini
A dictator for Hell, I see the filth is breeding
So call me creature, the great gatekeeper
Don't have no faith in God above 'cause in the end he will leave ya

[Chorus: SickTanicK]
Black miracles the science of the diabolic
The puzzle's in your mind and all you gotta do is solve it
The thirty third degree of the crucifixion
Shem HaMephorash, speak the word to invoke the spirit
Black miracles the science of the diabolic
The puzzle's in your mind and all you gotta do is solve it
The thirty third degree of the crucifixion
Shem HaMephorash, speak the word to invoke the spirit

[Outro: Pinhead (Doug Bradley)]
… black miracles, dark wonders, another life of unknown pleasures. Another life of unknown pleasures. It's yours. Complete the pattern. Solve the puzzle. Turn the key