Gaslight is calling,
The cities at risk,
The cave is now empty,
The beast is out now,
Run!

Arkham is locked,
But crime isn’t shocked,
These dark rainy nights seem to never end,
Hide!

Crime Alley abandoned,
Save for one rose,
Honoring the memory,
Of black,
Gate!

Psychos in cells,
Listening to the bells,
That ring for deceased,
When the bat has his feast,

Serving all the justice of fear.

Pitch,
Black,
Cowl,
Of the Knight,
Seeks,
Out,
His birthright,
To,
Hunt,
Crime in cold,
Be,
Ware,
The Brave and the Bold!

Orange and the black,
Runs to the attack,
To the cave of the guilt,
Comes the butcher!
Death!

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Drawing his sword,
His gun points towards,
The eye of his victims,
Revenge to the blood,
Son!

League, of, assassins unleashed!