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In the shadows of the city, where the neon lights burn bright,
I'm a businessman, no hero, trying to make it through the night.
With my club and my umbrella, I walk the narrow line,
In a Gotham full of chaos, it's survival all the time.
I'm the Dark Knight on these rooftops, with justice as my guide,
Keeping watch over the city, where the innocents reside.
Chasing shadows, fighting demons in this cold, relentless war,
In the alleys and the gutters, I seek out something more.
From the power and corruption to the whispers in the air,
We're all woven in this tapestry, a web of dark despair.
Gotham's got its secrets, locked in stories yet untold,
A city of lost angels, where the broken hearts grow cold.
I'm the riddle and the chaos, with a smile that hides the pain,
Dancing through the madness, as I laugh in the pouring rain.
In the funhouse of my making, there's a method to the fight,
In the twisted dark of Gotham, I'll turn day into night.
Four voices in the darkness, with a tale of mixed desire,
Bound by fate and fury in the city's endless fire.
Each of us a mirror, reflecting Gotham's soul,
In this twisted alter-reality, we all play our role.
From the power and corruption to the whispers in the air,
We're all woven in this tapestry, a web of dark despair.
Gotham's got its secrets, locked in stories yet untold,
A city of lost angels, where the broken hearts grow cold.
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