Arkham's Madcrow (song) Scarecrow and Mad Hatter (Batman)

Song: Arkham's Madcrow
Music, Lyrics & Voices: Ai

[verse1]
Two warped minds, a macabre ballet,
In the heart of Gotham, where shadows play.
The Master of Fear, with his tattered sack,
And the Hatter, with a smile that would crack.

"My dear Crane," chirped Tetch, in a singsong voice,
"Let us give our Dark Knight no other choice".
"A trip down the rabbit hole, a fine tea party,
With no exit for our guest, not even hearty".

[verse2]
Scarecrow's rasp, a rustle of brittle straw,
"His mind is the prize, not a toy for your law.
My toxin will bloom, a nightmare of black,
The bat will see failure and his city collapse".

Their methods entwined, a sinister blend,
One to break reason, the other to rend.
Hatter's hypnotic signal, a ticking sound,
While fear gas crept softly on the littered ground.

[verse3]
Batman arrives, a shadow refined,
"The clock is a trap," echoes in his mind.
The world blurs and shifts, a terrible fray,
He is lost in a game with no winning way.

He fights phantom thugs in the Hatter's grand play,
While Crane whispers horrors to steal his day.
"Your city fears you," the Scarecrow sneers,
"Your legend's a myth, drowning in tears".

[verse4]
Yet even in madness, his will holds the line,
A mind strong and broken, yet still so divine.
He shatters the clock face, he rips off the mask,
Ignoring the whispers, completing the task.

The two masterminds, in their fractured despair,
Are brought low once more by the man who can bear.
His will is the anchor, his reason the key,
That frees Gotham's spirit and sets his own free.