| 作曲 : Reveille | |
| A wooden cross, an angel's bed | |
| Decked with nails and strewn in red | |
| And empty garden, our dooming fate | |
| Which day by day we tolerate | |
| A ruined world, a gaping hole | |
| And a prayer for | |
| God to save our souls | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, 'bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, 'bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, 'bout fucking time | |
| A glimmer of hope is lost in time | |
| Now is it mindless list of thoughtless crime? | |
| Mother's fate in a child's eyes | |
| Now the innocent crumble under burning skies | |
| The mind's gone blind, for those who could see | |
| Now gently swing from the gallow street | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, 'bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, 'bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, 'bout fucking time | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Take me up, come on, wake me up | |
| Sin, jealousy, lies, anger | |
| Wanna try to vie go ahead an' spin the chamber | |
| Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise up | |
| Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise and blind |
| zuo qu : Reveille | |
| A wooden cross, an angel' s bed | |
| Decked with nails and strewn in red | |
| And empty garden, our dooming fate | |
| Which day by day we tolerate | |
| A ruined world, a gaping hole | |
| And a prayer for | |
| God to save our souls | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| A glimmer of hope is lost in time | |
| Now is it mindless list of thoughtless crime? | |
| Mother' s fate in a child' s eyes | |
| Now the innocent crumble under burning skies | |
| The mind' s gone blind, for those who could see | |
| Now gently swing from the gallow street | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Take me up, come on, wake me up | |
| Sin, jealousy, lies, anger | |
| Wanna try to vie go ahead an' spin the chamber | |
| Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise up | |
| Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise and blind |
| zuò qǔ : Reveille | |
| A wooden cross, an angel' s bed | |
| Decked with nails and strewn in red | |
| And empty garden, our dooming fate | |
| Which day by day we tolerate | |
| A ruined world, a gaping hole | |
| And a prayer for | |
| God to save our souls | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| A glimmer of hope is lost in time | |
| Now is it mindless list of thoughtless crime? | |
| Mother' s fate in a child' s eyes | |
| Now the innocent crumble under burning skies | |
| The mind' s gone blind, for those who could see | |
| Now gently swing from the gallow street | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Wake up, rise and shine | |
| Wake up, ' bout fucking time | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Tack me up and crucify me now | |
| Take me up, come on, wake me up | |
| Sin, jealousy, lies, anger | |
| Wanna try to vie go ahead an' spin the chamber | |
| Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise up | |
| Rise up, rise up, rise up, rise and blind |