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?…
will you defeat them, the 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
(Source: johnmayernaise, via themarsfactory)
