revellie
at dawn were sharpshooters sleeping
brings our truce this moment to an ending
the frontier hounds become partner
to the loss we’ve arranged
they’ll be no rust on the gates of heaven
a low light shines on me
two spies, i lie between
she’s the red one, yeah(x2)
revellie
at dawn were sharpshooters sleeping
brings our truce this moment to an ending
the frontier hounds become partners
of the loss we’ve arranged
there will be no rust on the gates of heaven
low light you will have light bulb eyes
and nerves of string
and paper tombs to lie between(x5)