The Black Parade

Lately,

I cannot stop my febrile imagination.

It fills the void of my expression.

My little private entertainment

Did I make this arrangement?

Leading us now,

A blank damsel

wearing a golden throw

such ardor she inspires

and all your deepest desires

If you join her,

you will join me

and all the others

havoc has already been wrecked

once you made that mistake

And so,

the black parade will march

to pay farewell

by the hour of dawn

reality will be gone