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We dance in the dead streets
You had you mother’s eyes
I should know, I was there
When they where set ablaze
We cover the boulevards
With our blood and guts
We carry our hearts
In our dust filled hands
We still sing, with slit throats
This aint no f***ing black parade
This is the day your god will deceive you
Watch the sun fall on your head
Watch the moon crumble to dust
Breathe it in, fill your lungs
This aint no f***ing sweet cheer
Drink up, its only blood
And you will know me
From the pool of blood I leave
And you will know me
By the spoiled virgins in my wake
