Song des Tages: Welcome to the Black Parade

(My Chemical Romance: "Welcome to the Black Parade", aus dem Album "The Black Parade", 2006)

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 savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"

He said: "Will you defeat them, your 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."

Sometimes I get the feeling he's watching over me,
And other times I feel like I should go,
And through it all, the rise and fall,
The bodies in the streets, and when you're gone
We want you all to know:

We'll carry on, we'll carry on,
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
Your memory will carry on! - We'll carry on,
And in my heart, I can't contain it,
The anthem won't explain it.

And while that sends you reeling from decimated dreams,
Your misery and hate will kill us all,
So paint it black and take it back,
Let's shout out loud and clear,
Defiant to the end we hear the call:

To carry on, we'll carry on,
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
Your memory will carry on! - We'll carry on,
And though you're broken and defeated,
Your weary widow marches.

On and on we carry through the fears,
Disappointed faces of your peers,
Take a look at me 'cause I could not care at all.

Do or die, you'll never make me,
Because the world will never take my heart,
Though you try, you'll never break me,
We want it all, we wanna play this part.

Won't explain or say I'm sorry,
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar,
Give a cheer for all the broken,
Listen here, because it's who we are.

I'm just a man, I'm not a hero,
Just a boy who wants to sing his song,
Just a man, I'm not a hero,
I don't care ...

We'll carry on ...



Statt einer Anmerkung: Das Schlussbild zu diesem Song aus dem offiziellen Musikvideo. Mehr gibt es dazu wohl nicht zu sagen - es geht eben alles immer wieder denselben Gang und fängt stets immer wieder von vorne an, ganz egal, was zuvor geschehen sein mag. Wir lauschen der hörbar gemachten Sinnlosigkeit der bisher gelebten Erfahrungen. Wenn man da nicht resignieren soll - wann denn dann?