Hallowed Ground

The profit is a fool, the spiritual man is mad

For the multitude of thine inequity and the great hatred

(Hosea 9:7)Everyone's trying to decide

Where to go when there's no place to hide

I follow the bombs as they're coming down

This must have been hallowed groundNo matter what they decide to have done

Burn up the clouds, block out the sun

My hope is in one they can't bring down

My soul is in hallowed groundI see the fear, it's on the rise

Let's catch the enemy by surprise

Bury your treasure where it can't be found

Bury it deep in hallowed ground