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"Reveille" is a bugle call, trumpet call or pipes call most often associated with the military or summer camp; it is chiefly used to wake military personnel at sunrise. The name comes from "réveillé" (or "réveil"), the French word for "wake up".
British Army Cavalry and Royal Horse Artillery Regiments sound a call different from the Infantry version shown below also known as Reveille (Trumpet & Bugle Calls for the British Army 1966), while the Scottish Regiments of the British Army sound a pipes call of the same name.
The tune used in the Commonwealth of Nations is different from the one used in the United States, but they are used in analogous ways: to ceremonially start the day.
In modern times, the U.S. military plays (or sounds) "reveille" in the morning, generally near sunrise, though its exact time varies from base to base. On U.S. Army posts, the national flag is raised while reveille is played; on board U.S. Navy, Marine Corps, and Coast Guard facilities, the flag is generally raised at 0800 (8 am) while the National Anthem or the bugle call "To the Colors" is played. On some U.S. military bases, reveille is accompanied by a cannon shot. As reveille is played (sounded), all uniformed personnel are required to come to attention and present a salute, either to the flag or in the direction of the music if the flag is not visible.
You used to be someone I could trust
But all of that didn't last to long
I don't know what I can believe anymore
God, where the hell did we go wrong?
Your silence shatters my sense of hope
How could this happen? what did I miss?
My whole world's falling down around me
God, how could desert me at a time like this?
I'm not perfect, nobody's perfect
But what the fuck was I supposed to do?
I'm washing my hands, I'm cleansing my soul
Now all I had will die with you
So bury the good and let that shit rot
Cause if your only question's what's in it for me
Well then you might as well gouge out your own fucking eyes
For there are none so blind as those who will not see
Flesh for food and blood for wine
Because some scars don't heal with time
Because my scars won't heal with time
And all my love was left behind
Flesh for foond and blood for wine