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Artch - Another Return To Chuch 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 prayArtch - Another Return To Chuch Hill - http://motolyrics.com/artch/another-return-to-chuch-hill-lyrics.html
[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"








