The Crucible by Darkwell Lyrics

Mankind's nature isn't free
Decisions for a greater will
Guidelines for hipocrisy
Fate just another mighty thrill

In this score of our minds
Our highest aim is just control
We are nothing more then blind
Cruelty the protocol

Freedom of mind a desireable state
A human spirit reaching the borders
A will spreading until the gate
A limit just built up by orders

Cast upon us the bible's curse
Free will condemmed like a sin of death
The church cage all became worse
The religous fire stole our breath

Witchcraft the scourge of hell
It's your trial, it's your crucible
Your freedom adorable
The trial it's your crucible
The crucible
The scourge of hell