A twisted mouth begins to laugh
So ghostly white, he paints his mask
On nighttime streets a dark he brings
Such mischief spreads as sirens ring

Of man, a savior comes from fear
A creature of the night, he’ll wear
The taunting echoes, “Just a freak…”
He shan’t believe the lies, “…like me.”

The sunken eyes of crooked pain
Begging, pleading “play my game.”
In hand comes threats from silver gleam
Through vicious grin comes madness’ scream

Will dark knight waver, will he win?
Could he commit such craven sin?
To die as hero; Rise corrupt
Endure existence, not enough

Wreaking havoc, soul deranged
Mortal being guide the change
Conquer wicked, lest we fall
Prey to evils beck and call

“Let’s put a smile on that face…”