I love Chin Chin - Offer your child unto me, and see him change.

We are a serious cult around the one and only true god Chin Chin.


Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To find our long forgotten lord
The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light.