The Church of Free-Will Lyrics

Restless circle
United in pitch black
Surrounding the shining gem
All lights swallowed

Everyone is gathered as a tense atmosphere
Glides in the damp crypt

Chants muttered in a blind devotion
Their eyes are desperate to catch a gleam

The Haunter in the dark
Will choose...

A sudden flare
Unleashes Madness
One gurgling cloak
Outflowing blood

The smell, the sound
Maddening all of them
They frantically leap
And grasp his hood

Clawing his eyes out
Ripping his skin apart
Reaching for his vitals, killing

In the moist and heat
His remains are but a mess
While the rock glows faintly
And fills their brains with new wisdom

The chants are high, As the Trapezohedron shines

Endless ritual
The church of Free-Will
Suffers to Know