Witch Fields from Witch Fields by The Rowan Amber Mill
Sometimes you end up in a location that feels both timeless and completely out of time. The incursion of the modern world into historical farmed land is often times jarring (and scarring). But sitting in the middle of Witch Fields you could easily convince yourself that some kind of intangible but undeniably special atmosphere exists within its' fields. The earthworks, pits and tumuli are getting harder to find, but the remnants of the (seemingly vastly over numerous) places of worship are more easily located by the stones that once held their walls.
The giant electricity pylons both dominate and wreak the deepest scar into the land. Holding thick pulsating cables aloft. Supposedly, these pylons are constructed to avoid disturbing archaeological features and to mitigate damage to flora and fauna, but when the archaeological points of interest are so numerous, how could such giant metal shoes tread lightly on the landscape. The whispers of the past / passed now have to contend with the screams of the wires.
Tracklist
| 8. | Witch Fields | 4:10 |
Lyrics
What lies beneath these walking giants joined by cable and made of steel.
Are the bones of all that came before broken on the wheel.
How lowly it is sung, hidden midst the hum.
Of those that came to pass rotting 'neath these masts.
The voices still cut through, nothing they can do.
In the static's tails the words still seeping through.
There's an echo of that flame and it brings you here again.
For when the righteous they do wrong all must suffer.
The innocents be claimed lest the voices be untamed.
When they've left this earth to be judged by another
And their soul reclaimed.
The endless scream rings in the night, suppressed, the spark within.
Sheltered by the endless wires, let the voices not be dimmed.
How lowly have we gone, to be hidden midst the hum.
Now the season's can't be tracked by the stations of the sun.
All the pyres builded here to celebrate the cult of fear.
Amid folk tales the words still seeping through.
Credits
Written, composed, played, sung, produced and mixed by Stephen Stannard.
License
All rights reserved.
Since 2007 The Rowan Amber Mill have been purveyors of Woodland Folkadelica/alt-Folk. Releases include: "folk devils & moral panics", "midsummers" and "Heartwood". The Book of the Lost (with Emily Jones). Silent Night Songs (with Angeline Morrison).The folk horror collection Harvest the Ears. The synth album Follows Shortly (as Making Tea For Robots). They are half of Rowan:Morrison.