| Song | Hallowed Ground |
| Artist | Steve Von Till |
| Album | If I Should Fall To The Field |
| I stand exposed | |
| In a barren field | |
| Like a stone | |
| Bled dry | |
| The day star fades | |
| The darkness cools | |
| The fever breaks | |
| My side is clear | |
| A figure forms | |
| Of shining gold | |
| A guiding light | |
| That leads me | |
| To a tree of reckoning | |
| Visions bring | |
| Our name | |
| Lie on | |
| Lie on hallowed ground | |
| A stonecutter face | |
| An idol stare | |
| Calls us to | |
| The river | |
| Ghost of the past | |
| Speak of things | |
| We don't care | |
| To hear now | |
| The sun bleached planks | |
| Of this old wall | |
| Meet the dust | |
| And cry out | |
| Grandfather's hands | |
| Blood for us here | |
| Hallowed ground foverer | |
| Bleed on | |
| Bleed on hallowed ground | |
| Bleed on | |
| Bleed on hallowed ground |