About ♱ Church of Metal ♱

There stood a weathered relic of the unfaithful known as The Church. Its stones bore the weight of centuries, each weathered brick a witness to the passage of time. Filled with towering stained-glass windows where the moonlight is casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the glossy black marble dance floor. The bell tower, with its timeworn chimes, seemed to toll with tales of forgotten days. Around the edges of the space, alcoves and hidden nooks provided intimate corners for those seeking more private pleasures. Within these hallowed, desecrated walls, the Church had become a sanctuary for the lost, the passionate, and the unrepentant. Here, under the watchful gaze of the transformed saints, they found communion in their shared devotion to the raw, unapologetic energy of Metal music and the dance of unrestrained desire.