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ladiablaxo

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 with you he the savior of the broken,the beaten and the damned.He said will you defeat them,the demons and all the non believers ,the plans that they have made.and one day I'll meet you a phantom to lead you in the summer to join the black parade.