When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city, to see a marching band.
He said son when you grow up, would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned?
He said will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?
Because one day, I'll leave you, a phantom, to lead you in the summer, to join the black parade.
Some times I get the feeling, she's watching over me, and other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets. And when your gone we want you all to know
We'll carry on. We'll carry on. And though your dead and gone, believe me.Your memory will carry on.
We'll carry on. And in my heart I can't contain it, the anthem won't explain it
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams. Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black, and take it back, let's shout it loud and clear. Defiant to the end we hear the call.
To carry on, We'll carry on. And though you're dead and gone, believe me, your memory will carry on, We'll carry on. and though you're broken and defeated, Your weary widow marches...
On and on we carry through the fears. Dissapointed faces of your peers.
take a look at me, 'cause I could not care at all.
Do or die, You'll never make me. because the world will never take my heart. Go and try, You'll never break me.
We want it all, we want to play this part.
I won't explain, or say I'm sorry. I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar.
Give a cheer, for all the broken, listen hear, because it's who we are.
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero, just a boy who had to sing this song, I'm just a man, I'm not a hero. I dont care!
we'll carry on, we'll carry on, and though you're dead and gone believe me, your memory will carry on, we'll carry on, and though you're broken and defeated, your weary window marches on.
We'll carry on.
"Welcome to the Black Parade" -My Chemical Romance
Friday, November 24, 2006
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