[Verse]
Cold heart has been lost with my armor that arrives on a small lift
As soon as I equip my gloves, belt, bat claw and mask, I'll be off quick
Alfred, put the Christmas dinner off, there’s a larger problem that we have to solve
All I know is that it involves Black Mask who has classically taken capture of
A political figure the little poor Mister Commissioner Loeb approachin' death row
Along with the villains who want to get rid of 'em and so they throw him into the smoke
I mean, dang, he is so forgetful, I don’t wanna say any mean things
While Killer Croc's on the rooftop and I'm about to break out his neat fangs
You wanna keep on breathin'? Watch, I am not the type who becomes complacent
Happy Christmas Eve, Croc, here's my technique of collecting information
Regardless of the quantity of enemies dropped in front of me I'll
Tie together some strikes that'll leave 'em unconscious in a deep cloud
Travelling to each piece of the map to find the truth behind the fiend in the mask
Even if it is technically the season to completely relax
For now, I might be misunderstood ’cause I see how the people react
Though I deceive and distract, you will have a reason to believe in the bat
I’m a myth and a beast of Gotham
Welcome to the prequel of Arkham
Discreetly leap onto a gargoyle
To defeat you without a combo
And I can solve each puzzle, each problem, as precise as can be
You better be cautious because it's dangerous when I’m on the scene
It's time to prolong what is right
In the chilly snowfall of the night
There is no squad that can kill me 'cause I'm so focused in a fight
A ghost once the smoke bomb goes off then throw stuff that’ll leave you cross-eyed
And just because I won't let you die doesn't mean that I have a soft side