| Song | Revolutionary (Bang The Drum) |
| Artist | The Ghost Inside |
| Album | Fury And The Fallen Ones |
| 作曲 : Vigil | |
| Brave the winter weather's storm, | |
| As you trudge toward, your perpetual ending. | |
| Shout and shiver, along side | |
| The "too far gones" and the "never weres." | |
| Fighting the war within has never felt so good. | |
| Clawing and kicking for anything. | |
| Fighting the war within has never felt this sweet. | |
| Reaching and grabbing for anyone. | |
| I can be the one to lead a revolution. | |
| Like pigs to the slaughter, you drop dead, | |
| In a pool of your own filth. | |
| Forever faithful to the idea that someday, | |
| Sometime, you will have your kill. | |
| Frustration sets in and down you go. | |
| But it's a good thing that some dreams never die. | |
| We can be the ones to lead a revolution. | |
| It's a good thing some dreams never die. | |
| Dreams don't die. | |
| Militia men march for the love of our sound. | |
| Stamp sincerely to the heart in our song. (I will start a revolution! ) |
| zuò qǔ : Vigil | |
| Brave the winter weather' s storm, | |
| As you trudge toward, your perpetual ending. | |
| Shout and shiver, along side | |
| The " too far gones" and the " never weres." | |
| Fighting the war within has never felt so good. | |
| Clawing and kicking for anything. | |
| Fighting the war within has never felt this sweet. | |
| Reaching and grabbing for anyone. | |
| I can be the one to lead a revolution. | |
| Like pigs to the slaughter, you drop dead, | |
| In a pool of your own filth. | |
| Forever faithful to the idea that someday, | |
| Sometime, you will have your kill. | |
| Frustration sets in and down you go. | |
| But it' s a good thing that some dreams never die. | |
| We can be the ones to lead a revolution. | |
| It' s a good thing some dreams never die. | |
| Dreams don' t die. | |
| Militia men march for the love of our sound. | |
| Stamp sincerely to the heart in our song. I will start a revolution! |