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 HE SAID WILL YOU DEFEAT THEM YOUR DEMONS AND ALL THE NONBELIEVERS THE PLANS THAT THEY HAVE MADE BECAUSE ONE DAY ILL 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 SHES 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 WELL CARRY ON WELL CARRY ON AND THOUGH YOUR DEAD AND GONE BELIVE ME YOUR MEMORY WELL CARRY ON WILL CARRY ON AND TELL YOUR HEART I CANT 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 AN