Artch Another Return To Church Hill Lyrics

Another Return To Church Hill Lyrics

Once upon a time in a land afar, on some deserted hill



There stood a church all black - made of steel



At high-noon every Sunday on the hill the old hermit would preach



"Welcome to Church-Hill my friends - have no fear



Come near... 'Cause I am the light" 



All the bad things you have done in your life could come real



Now is the time to regret.



Did you murder or steal?







This is your chance there'll be no return



Those who will fall - will burn!







The mocked - at lepers the crippled and blind



All did heed his call



They marched in troops of hundreds to Church-Hill



To hear him preach to share his anguish



There was fire in his eyes, as the troops of hundreds multiplied







Gimmie your souls and I promise you heaven or hell



Stories of fortune and fame the old hermit tell



Moved by his tales and inspired at the end of the day



His army of losers kneeled before him to pray







[CHORUS:]







We're made by the (it's another return)



Yes made by the Church-Hill



We are reborn, (it's another return)



Forevermore - Church-Hill.







Soon his army of crippled and poor



Spread out to the valleys down below - terrorizing



Hustlin' intruding, spreading fear



Rapin' and stealing - no life was speared



In the name of Church-Hill - the troops still marched on



When the church bell rang together they sang ...







[CHORUS:]







In the mist of the morning bloodlust was in their eyes



Encouraged by their master they roared their battle-cries



"United we will conquer, divided we shall fall



it's all for one - yes, and one for all"