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."
he said, "will you defeat them, your demons
and all the non-belivers, the plans they have made
Because one day I'll leave you a phantom to lead you in the summer to join the Black Parade
Have
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