| Song | Ghosts of Easter Rising |
| Artist | Project 86 |
| Album | Wait for the Siren |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We wait for the siren | |
| The crimson horizon | |
| The right of our passage | |
| Into promised land | |
| The conflict approaching | |
| Adversaries waiting | |
| Just beyond the threshold of our gates | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They’ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| My bloodline is reaching | |
| From beyond and through me | |
| Calling all the righteous | |
| To our vital quest | |
| Our history it hinges | |
| On victory within us | |
| Father, make these fists | |
| Like Brass | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They’ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| The killers of mercy | |
| They occupy and justify | |
| Invading, dividing | |
| But we will look them in the eyes | |
| Converge, descend | |
| Upon the fields of Easter rising | |
| Now go before me | |
| By your strength we rectify this | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They’ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They’ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land |
| We wait for the siren | |
| The crimson horizon | |
| The right of our passage | |
| Into promised land | |
| The conflict approaching | |
| Adversaries waiting | |
| Just beyond the threshold of our gates | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| My bloodline is reaching | |
| From beyond and through me | |
| Calling all the righteous | |
| To our vital quest | |
| Our history it hinges | |
| On victory within us | |
| Father, make these fists | |
| Like Brass | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| The killers of mercy | |
| They occupy and justify | |
| Invading, dividing | |
| But we will look them in the eyes | |
| Converge, descend | |
| Upon the fields of Easter rising | |
| Now go before me | |
| By your strength we rectify this | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land |
| We wait for the siren | |
| The crimson horizon | |
| The right of our passage | |
| Into promised land | |
| The conflict approaching | |
| Adversaries waiting | |
| Just beyond the threshold of our gates | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| My bloodline is reaching | |
| From beyond and through me | |
| Calling all the righteous | |
| To our vital quest | |
| Our history it hinges | |
| On victory within us | |
| Father, make these fists | |
| Like Brass | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| The killers of mercy | |
| They occupy and justify | |
| Invading, dividing | |
| But we will look them in the eyes | |
| Converge, descend | |
| Upon the fields of Easter rising | |
| Now go before me | |
| By your strength we rectify this | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| Sacrifice, Avenge | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land | |
| By Your hand | |
| We make our stand | |
| They' ll heed our command | |
| And flee this land |