From the shadows rises fear unspoken,
Gotham’s heart of darkness now awoken.
No drums of war, no trumpet’s call,
The reckoning comes to claim us all.
Rise, rise, the fire burns below,
Where hope and heroes fear to go.
Through streets of ash and broken dreams,
The league of shadows reigns supreme.
No mortal man can break this chain,
When Gotham falls, we rise again.
The reckoning—our judgment day,
From darkness born, we seize the fray.