♫ When I was a young boy
My father
Took me into the city
To see the 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.
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're 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.
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'll 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
The weary widow marches
On and on, we carry through the fears
Disappointed 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
You can try
Try to break me
We want it all
We want to play this part
Won't explain
Or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed
I'm gonna show my scars
Give a cheer
For all the broken
Listen here
Because it's who we are
I'm just a man
I'm not a hero
I'm just a boy who has to sing this song
I'm a man
I'm not a hero
I
Won't
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
In a world that sends you reeling
Your weary widow marches
on! ♫