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)