For we are the black parade.

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By My.Lovenote.Has.Gone.Flat.XO

ash swirling like snow around you dusty paths and sunless skies gas masked children walk your way along with the beautiful brides in their bloodstained dresses hand in hand with the battered soldiers and the long lost souls of the broken and the damned we fight against the demons and all the non-believers with our great lord leading our way standing tall among us all ivory white hair and unmistakable panda eyes military jacket and hands raised to the skies we march together singing our famous last words over and over for we are the black parade.

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