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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.’

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 SAVIOUR OF THE BROKEN, THE BEATEN AND THE DAMNED?!’

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 you go we want you all to know:

We’ll carry on
We’ll carry on
And though your,
Dead and gone believe me,
Your memory we’ll carry on,
Will carry on
And tell your heart I can’t contain it.

The under world is waiting.
our romance sends you realing from decimated dreams.
Your misery and hate will kill us all!
So paint it black and take it back
And let’s shout out loud and clear!
Defy unto 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
Your weary widow marches

On and on we carry through the fears (ooooooooh)
Disappointed faces of your peers (oooooooooh)
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.
And though they try
They’ll never break me
They want it all
They wanna break this bone.

I won’t explain
Or say I’m sorry
I’m not ashamed
I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer
For all the broken
Listen here!


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 don’t care

We’ll carry on
We’ll carry on
And though you’re dead and gone, believe me,
Your memory will carry on
You’ll carry on
And though you’re broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on!

Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world
Will never take my heart
And though they try
They’ll never break me
They want it all
They wanna break this bone.

Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world
Will never take my heart
And though they try
They’ll never break me
They want it all
They wanna break this bone.
(WE’LL CARRY ON.......!)