| Song | Ghost of Fallen Grace |
| Artist | Revolution Renaissance |
| Album | Age of Aquarius |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.027] | Barrens of nowhere land |
| [00:03.007] | The scars of a lone man |
| [00:06.077] | A once powerful ship crumbles from the rust |
| [00:12.058] | Skeletons that wilt to dust |
| [00:17.006] | Sands shift on the plain |
| [00:19.099] | As the wind stirs up the memories of mine |
| [00:25.098] | I hear whispers |
| [01:01.461] | Searching through decaying ruins |
| [01:04.656] | Digging for spiritual druids |
| [01:07.912] | Fragments of emotional atrocities |
| [01:14.410] | Concealing my hypocrisies |
| [01:18.260] | On the blazing desert sun |
| [01:21.598] | Glares down on the deeds |
| [01:24.557] | That I have done |
| [01:28.188] | As sweat drips from my face, feel my skin start to crawl |
| [01:41.588] | I catch a glimpse of the Ghost of fallen grace |
| [02:00.327] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [02:10.667] | Right were the road to hell passes through |
| [02:19.662] | I'm coming home |
| [02:24.451] | And then I come to the place where God's Mercy is borrowed |
| [02:35.583] | Entranced by the billowing smoke from the burning bridge of sorrow |
| [02:51.430] | Oh~ |
| [03:08.753] | Inscription on the Guardian's stone |
| [03:12.743] | This reads "Poet, you've come home" “ |
| [03:21.580] | As tears trace lines on my face |
| [03:25.890] | Succumbing to the Ghost of fallen grace |
| [03:39.235] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [03:50.027] | Right were the road to hell passes through |
| [03:59.304] | I'm coming home |
| [04:20.206] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [04:30.001] |
| [00:00.027] | Barrens of nowhere land |
| [00:03.007] | The scars of a lone man |
| [00:06.077] | A once powerful ship crumbles from the rust |
| [00:12.058] | Skeletons that wilt to dust |
| [00:17.006] | Sands shift on the plain |
| [00:19.099] | As the wind stirs up the memories of mine |
| [00:25.098] | I hear whispers |
| [01:01.461] | Searching through decaying ruins |
| [01:04.656] | Digging for spiritual druids |
| [01:07.912] | Fragments of emotional atrocities |
| [01:14.410] | Concealing my hypocrisies |
| [01:18.260] | On the blazing desert sun |
| [01:21.598] | Glares down on the deeds |
| [01:24.557] | That I have done |
| [01:28.188] | As sweat drips from my face, feel my skin start to crawl |
| [01:41.588] | I catch a glimpse of the Ghost of fallen grace |
| [02:00.327] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [02:10.667] | Right were the road to hell passes through |
| [02:19.662] | I' m coming home |
| [02:24.451] | And then I come to the place where God' s Mercy is borrowed |
| [02:35.583] | Entranced by the billowing smoke from the burning bridge of sorrow |
| [02:51.430] | Oh |
| [03:08.753] | Inscription on the Guardian' s stone |
| [03:12.743] | This reads " Poet, you' ve come home" " |
| [03:21.580] | As tears trace lines on my face |
| [03:25.890] | Succumbing to the Ghost of fallen grace |
| [03:39.235] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [03:50.027] | Right were the road to hell passes through |
| [03:59.304] | I' m coming home |
| [04:20.206] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [04:30.001] |
| [00:00.027] | Barrens of nowhere land |
| [00:03.007] | The scars of a lone man |
| [00:06.077] | A once powerful ship crumbles from the rust |
| [00:12.058] | Skeletons that wilt to dust |
| [00:17.006] | Sands shift on the plain |
| [00:19.099] | As the wind stirs up the memories of mine |
| [00:25.098] | I hear whispers |
| [01:01.461] | Searching through decaying ruins |
| [01:04.656] | Digging for spiritual druids |
| [01:07.912] | Fragments of emotional atrocities |
| [01:14.410] | Concealing my hypocrisies |
| [01:18.260] | On the blazing desert sun |
| [01:21.598] | Glares down on the deeds |
| [01:24.557] | That I have done |
| [01:28.188] | As sweat drips from my face, feel my skin start to crawl |
| [01:41.588] | I catch a glimpse of the Ghost of fallen grace |
| [02:00.327] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [02:10.667] | Right were the road to hell passes through |
| [02:19.662] | I' m coming home |
| [02:24.451] | And then I come to the place where God' s Mercy is borrowed |
| [02:35.583] | Entranced by the billowing smoke from the burning bridge of sorrow |
| [02:51.430] | Oh |
| [03:08.753] | Inscription on the Guardian' s stone |
| [03:12.743] | This reads " Poet, you' ve come home" " |
| [03:21.580] | As tears trace lines on my face |
| [03:25.890] | Succumbing to the Ghost of fallen grace |
| [03:39.235] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [03:50.027] | Right were the road to hell passes through |
| [03:59.304] | I' m coming home |
| [04:20.206] | Making my way across this wasteland of tombs |
| [04:30.001] |