You hear that? Those footsteps in the dark? They sound like me They sound like you March with me I walked alone through the alleys with my pockets in pain Till I found a thousand shadows who were thinking the same Every one of them a ghost of a promise betrayed Every heartbeat like a drum in a war we never made They tried to break us in silence, divide us in fear But when the broken stand together, the message gets clear We're the ones you overlooked, the ones you underpaid The sons of the debt you created and the graves you paved I ain't your puppet, ain't your product, ain't your modern slave I'm a spark in the rubble you forgot to save So if you see smoke rising from the city today That's not chaos, that's the people finding their way You can bury a man But you can't bury his name You can drown out the voice But you can't drown out the flame We were quiet so long But we're done with the shame Welcome to the black parade Where the lost don't fade Where the broken get brave Where the system gets played Raise your fists in the air For every life they betrayed If they made us invisible We'll hit 'em louder than grenades This is the black parade We got mothers with their wages cut and backs full of scars Kids who learned to dodge bullets before driving cars Teachers fighting every year just to keep who they are Nurses bleeding from the shifts that they take too far We are the backbone, the sweat, the unseen gears We are the ones who survive on hope more than years And the taxman thinks he owns every drop of our tears But today we turn the fear into something he hears I'm not a soldier, but damn, I'm ready for truth I'm not a prophet, but I swear I'm shouting for proof I ain't a king, but I'll give the power back to the youth 'Cause the revolution's real when it's born in the booth You can cage every voice But the silence will rot You can kill the resistance But you can't kill the thought You can take all we have But you can't take what we're not Welcome to the black parade Where the lost don't fade Where the broken get brave Where the system gets played Raise your fists in the air For every life they betrayed If they made us invisible We'll hit 'em louder than grenades This is the black parade We're the sons of the dust Daughters of doubt Children of noise Who were never allowed To scream out loud But now we shout Now we shout Now we shout– Black parade We're the storm they feared Black parade We're the truth they smeared Black parade If they shut the gates We kick 'em down We own this place This is the black parade