My theme song 'Welcome to the Black Parade': 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, will you be the savior of the broken, the beaten and the d*mned?" 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" Sometimes 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 you're 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. And while 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 out loud and clear. Do you fight it to the end? We hear the call to carry on, we'll carry on. And though your dead and gone, believe me your memory will carry on, we'll carry on. And though you're broken and defeated, you're 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. Though you try, you'll never break me. We want it all, we wanna play this part. 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 here because it's only, I'm just a man, not a hero. Just a boy who wanna sing his song. Just a man, I'm not a hero. I dont care! We'll carry on, we'll carry on. And though your dead and gone, believe me your memory will carry on, you'll carry on. And though your broken and defeated, You're weary widow marches on.
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