Holy Ground
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Lyrics
There are many kinds to kill
You can stick one a knife into his chest
Or take away his bread
Take away his bread
Take away his room to live
Send a man to war
Put him into a dark cell
Give persecutes no protection
Sell weapons in the world
CHORUS
Heads to grind Out of bound
Printed Minds Holy Ground
Only the fewest things are against the law
Of our State
Musty smell of sections
Moral of paragraphs
CHORUS
You can stick one a knife into his chest
Or take away his bread
Take away his bread
Take away his room to live
Send a man to war
Put him into a dark cell
Give persecutes no protection
Sell weapons in the world
CHORUS
Heads to grind Out of bound
Printed Minds Holy Ground
Only the fewest things are against the law
Of our State
Musty smell of sections
Moral of paragraphs
CHORUS