He was like a shadow, running from light
Protecting the place of his home Gotham City
No one knew his name, for he was Dark Knight
He was a lone wolf, he took no one’s pity

He always slashed and burned his past
Leave no trace of your lonely history
That broken heart of his doesn’t get a cast
When it was stolen is a mystery

His doesn’t speak of his past, don’t ask for it
Sleeping is impossible, you stay wake
He grew up burdened with two caskets
Remembering makes him sick, he will quake

He lays awake, his past haunting him
Behind his smile lays something much more grim