The Hill
 

This entity is entitled "The Hill" as you may have guessed by the thread name. It's the lyrics to my band Autolatry's album of the same name. Seeing as it is a concept album I figured it wouldn't be prudent to make an individual thread for each song so I'd put them all together in this mass conflagration and in order so the story makes sense(hopefully haha). The events take place in the years 1663 and 1863 on the wormwood hill in Mansfield, CT. They are actually loosely inspired by tales and warnings our grandparents told us as kids in the area. It's about a group of witches and the Christians who opposed them and it's told simultaneously from both sides. Hope you enjoy it! If you want to hear the album it's available for streaming, download, or if you want all the artwork and a limited edition hardcopy, purchase at http://autolatry.bandcamp.com

1. Guilty by Existence

High upon the hill resides a clan feared by common folk
Feared for their belief in the obscene
Vile blashemations against all gods known by man
Total abomination of the Christian faith
Just with their existence they cause riots in the square
A crowd of men raise torches to the air
A hunt has begun for what is feared must be destroyed
Or the fear shall envelope all

We are the feared
We are the darkness enthroned
We are the ones who are deemed guilty by existence
We are the feared
We are the darkness enthroned
We are the ones who are deemed guilty by existence

We mustn’t hide
We must openly defend
Gather together on this hill that exists to protect us
The Condemned
Strike up the fire and start the chants
In a war of religion we’ll win it
Send out the young to lead them in
Once they see the flames
The battle is won

Men gather around we must go out to find the clan
Fall into your ranks to crush the obscene
High upon the hill known to be encased in the wormwood
They cannot defend against our onslaught
They challenge our god and we know theirs does not exist
They are all controlled by Lucifer
We as good Christians must maim kill and slaughter all
Against our religion they can’t prevail

We are the feared
We are the darkness enthroned
We are the ones who are deemed guilty by existence
We are the feared
We are the darkness enthroned
We are the ones who are deemed guilty by existence

We mustn’t hide
We must openly defend
Gather together on this hill that exists to protect us
The Condemned
Strike up the fire and start the chants
In a war of religion we’ll win it
Send out the young to lead them in
Once they see the flames
The battle is won

We are the feared
We are the darkness enthroned
We are the ones who are deemed guilty by existence
We are the feared
We are the darkness enthroned
We are the ones who are deemed guilty by existence

2. The Hill

Into the woods
Follow that dirty creature
To where the fire burns
To where the ritual shall be done
To the hill
The hill of the wormwood
The hill that sets us free
The hill destroys all enemy

To reach the top of the hill
One must possess divinity
And be cleansed of Christianity
Pass through the thick brush of the hill
Remove all thorns from flesh
Let the blood trickle freely

Once one comes to the top
To where the fire burns
To the ritual site
To gain the greatest power
To practice witchery
To eliminate all opposed
To bring back
Those who are mourned for

Into the woods
Follow that dirty creature
To where the fire burns
To where the rituals shall be done
To the hill
The hill of the wormwood
The hill awaits thee
The Hill holds our true enemy

Can you see the darkness in their eyes
No longer human do they seem
Their eyes glow like the fire which around
They dance to their frightening melody
The filth of these creatures sickens me
I wish to destroy them at once
Yet I stand frozen where I stop
Unable to move anything
The creatures must have put some spell on me
Can I ever be set free
They stop their dance and stalk my way
Lord help me escape this cruel fate

The hill has saved us from another who has come
To destroy what we have done

3. A Martyr

I must reach the hill
To ensure my protection
I must reach my clan
To strengthen our defenses
I see their torches burn
Catching up to my location
So long they cannot reach the hill
I sacrifice myself


From out of the darkness
Ignites flames on a cross
To lead the mob to my location
Their search for my family is lost
From out of the shadows
To embrace my death
I surrender freely
To save my family

You see the abhorrent sight
A cross burns in the distance
A beacon to what we fight
Blaspheming our religion
I see his eyes ablaze
This child worships the devil
Bind him in chains with one thousand locks
He mustn’t ever escape

From out of the darkness
Ignites flames on a cross
To lead the mob to my location
Their search for my family is lost
From out of the shadows
To embrace my death
I surrender freely
To save my family

Lead him back into town
We’ll have our way with him tonight
The way he shows no fear
Scares us more than our foresight
No reaction to the pain
We inflict to make him speak
Not a word has been said
Tomorrow a trail then to his death

From out of the darkness
Ignites flames on a cross
To lead the mob to my location
Their search for my family is lost
From out of the shadows
To embrace my death
I surrender freely
To save my family

4. Beheading

This fowl swine has committed the grave crime
Of performing sorcery
Send him to trial so that he may betray his clan
And then to the guillotine he must go

What kind of man betrays his empire?
Who could commit the acts which have lead him to death?
His crimes are denouncing our god,
performing rituals against nature and sodomy
Now lead him to his death

I see on the horizon
The place where
I will meet my bitter end
The powers that rest in me
All coming to
An untimely end
I shall place a curse on ye
That when I die
You will also meet your own ends
I'll die quick and suffer not
You all will endure
Torturous ends

They call me swine and so I act the part
I perform great sorcery
Now I'm on trial and I won't escape with my life
But my clan shall not join me as I go

Place him on the block
May God judge ye now
No final words for ye
Drop the blade



I see on the horizon
The place where
I will meet my bitter end
The powers that rest in me
All coming to
An untimely end
I shall place a curse on ye
That when I die
You will also meet your own ends
I'll die quick and suffer not
You all will endure
Torturous ends



Destroy
Destroy
Destroy
Destroy their lives now that they've taken mine

5. Cold Wind

As I walk home from the site
Of execution
There is a cold wind passing by
On this Midsummer Day
It sends a chill straight down my spine
My muscles spasm
Against this cold wind I must fight
What could make it this way
My breathing shallows as I walk
Into the town square
My resolve fading with the light
Although it is mid day
A sudden fire erupts inside
Feeling my blood boil
And as the eclipse passes by
The rest of my life fades away

Suffer you minions of deceit
Of greed and treachery
Against my curse they cannot fight
Their lives now end justly
The cold wind blows as though it’s night
As the moon passes the sun
My life has ended with a blade
Now they burst into flame

As time goes by from the day
Of execution
There is a cold wind in the air
All of the days
All of the people who were on site
Can feel it passing
Against the cold wind they can’t fight
My death made it this way

Suffer you minions of deceit
Of greed and treachery
Against my curse they cannot fight
Their lives now end justly
The cold wind blows as though it’s night
As the moon passes the sun
My life has ended with a blade
Now they burst into flame

6. So They Don't Mourn

Ignited from within their bodies ravaged by the flames I caused with my curse
Their greed and lust for my death has destroyed them all

The eclipse passes
Day after day
Until all who took my life die

They don’t mourn the wicked
So they don’t mourn
After one another
They don’t mourn the wicked
So they don’t mourn
Themselves with each death

People gathered all around to watch my death and no I sit in the beyond
And I watch as they succumb to my curse

They don’t mourn the wicked
So they don’t mourn
After one another
They don’t mourn the wicked
So they don’t mourn
Themselves with each death

Now that all who were there have died
I’ll become the forgotten child
To be awaked again by
One of my descendents beguiled

Once I am awaked
We must prepare
For the resurrection
Of she who was to be my wife

They don’t mourn the wicked
So they don’t mourn
After one another
They don’t mourn the wicked
So they don’t mourn
Themselves with each death

7. A Return to Wormwood

Send the child
Send the chosen one inside
Give him the strength
Give him the fortitude to find
All he needs
All required of him inside
In the depths
In the fathoms of his mind

Two hundred years have passed
Since the burning of this town
We knew it would not last
Our safety now wearing down
The prophecy speaks of the day
The forgotten child shall come back
We’ll speak the sacred words on his grave
As we’re under attack

Send the child
Send the chosen one inside
Give him the strength
Give him the fortitude to find
All he needs
All required of him inside
In the depths
In the fathoms of his mind

Two hundred years have past
Since the burning of this town
We know of the curse they cast
And now we must hunt them down
Send the dogs out on this day
We must stop them from blaspheming our god
We’ll put them in their deserved graves
Put them before the firing squad

Once I awaken
The forgotten child
We’ll start the ritual
Filled with the reviled
To bring forth the sun in the dead of night
Against it’s strain nobody will Fight

Men Gather around
We must go out to find the clan
Bring forth your arms bring forth your dogs
They cannot defend against our onslaught
Our search cannot end without finding their hiding place
This clan of satan must not be allowed to continue their practices
They shall be flogged
They shall be gutted
And Burned at the stake

8. Awaken

Vermin steep while the dogs search for thee
A distraction to lure them away from me
So that in my cavern I shall not be caught
For no price if I am can my life be bought
I’ve committed to many crimes against their nature
In their eyes this mere child is a grave danger
From my cavern deep in the wormwood hill
I practice my art prophecies I fulfill

Earthly remains
Awaken
Forgotten Child
Awaken
Descend to thee
Forgotten
My blood is my tie
Awaken

Our search cannot end without finding their hiding place
Demon worshiper post nomadic wander
If he is to conspire against our true god
He shall be flogged he shall be gutted and burned at the stake
This vile creature shall be embedded in gore
Demon worshiper post nomadic wanderer
Our search cannot end without finding his hiding place
He shall be flogged he shall be gutted and burned at the stake

Vermin steep while the dogs search for thee
A distraction to lure them away from me
So that in my cavern I shall not be caught
For no price if I am can my life be bought
I’ve committed to many crimes against their nature
In their eyes this mere child is a grave danger
From my cavern deep in the wormwood hill
I practice my art prophecies I fulfill

9. Resurrection of the Midnight Sun

Calling forth into the chaotic darkness
For the rebirth of the final enchantress
So she may resurrect what only she’s able
Bringing forth and end to this fable
We chant the lines our ancestors gave us
WE SODOMIZE UNTIL WE BLEED FROM THE PHALLUS
Then with this blood we anoint our foreheads
To revive the eternal dead

Resurrection of the sun, resurrection of the one
Resurrection of the midnight sun
Resurrection of the sun, resurrection of the one
Resurrection of the midnight sun

Final enchantress provide us the ritual
To resurrect the impossible
Bring forth the day when the sun peaks at midnight
Allow us to gaze at it’s power at it’s might
Then strike us down as the prophecy tells us
Bring forth the end, destroy all our lives
We bathe in the blood called for your revival
In the midnight sun there is no Survival

Resurrection of the sun, resurrection of the one
Resurrection of the midnight sun
Resurrection of the sun, resurrection of the one
Resurrection of the midnight sun



Hope you enjoyed it, I know there are probably some grammatical flaws, a couple of these weren't written until the day of recording and none of them were written in order haha. I also know that's a lot to read, so if you took the time to do so even if you didn't fully enjoy or, I thank you.

I just read a little bit since I just woke up. I will give this a lookover a little later though. I'm curious about it. :)

I listened to a little bit, but read the entire album. I can only listen to small bits of music like this, but I'm old so, ya know? How loosely was it written in comparison to its history? It told an interesting tale, that's for sure. There are a few typos, but I figured those out pretty easily.

Well our grandparents never talked about the actual rituals or sodomy, so that was made up haha, and it wasn't a guillotine but gallows(A kid around 10 or so was hung for witchcraft). Everything else was for the most part in there or was a small detail we might have embellished a little bit. All that said, I've tried searching for actual evidence and can never come up with anything. There are no references to the boy that was hung or the massive amount of death in the area by spontaneous combustion. I'm pretty sure they made the story up to scare us away from playing in the woods but we were boys so we looked for the stuff instead haha. The only reason I feel they may have some credibility are the dates, they were always insistent on those and the latter part was during the civil war so it would be easy to chalk up a group of mass deaths anywhere as just casualties of war. Either way, it was a story we all enjoyed enough to inspire an album. Glad you liked the story, and I fully understand about the music part haha.

Boy, did this get me sidetracked. lol I started looking for info on that area and timeframe and ended up adding some research info for others on a genealogy site researching witchery around there. Transcripts of trials and stuff if you're interested. http://wejees.net/downloads/The_Wit...Connecticut.pdf

But anyways, I didn't find anything specific to a person you wrote about. Cool tale though. I suppose due to the style and nature of this type metal the sodomy part is okay. lol

I do want to mention that I listened to the rest of the album and I've listened to Cold Wind several times this afternoon. That's got some good sound going on. I like that a lot.

Good luck with your recording to you and your band.

Thank you very much!