Mindstate74

Under neon scars and trembling floors
We slipped inside through broken doors
The basement breathed like something wild
A haunted heartbeat in exile

Leather ghosts moved side to side
Pale mascara, sharpened eyes
Every whisper soaked in smoke
Every glance a quiet choke

One night at the Batcave
Where the darkness learns to breathe
Where the outcasts crown their shadows
And the lonely souls are freed
One night at the Batcave
Where the lost become the brave
In the flicker of the strobe light
We were children of the grave

A twisted hymn from a dying speaker
The bass a pulse, the rhythm weaker
But still it held us in its spine
A fragile world, but it was mine

Boots on concrete, heartbeat steady
Velvet hearts were cold but ready
For one more dance on borrowed time
For one more fall into the grime

One night at the Batcave
Where the darkness learns to breathe
Where the outcasts crown their shadows
And the lonely souls are freed
One night at the Batcave
Where the lost become the brave
In the flicker of the strobe light
We were children of the grave

And I swear the night remembered
Every fear I tried to hide
But it held me like a promise
In the ruins of my pride

One night at the Batcave
Where the darkness learns to breathe
Where the outcasts crown their shadows
And the lonely souls are freed
One night at the Batcave
Where the lost become the brave
In the flicker of the strobe light
We were children of the grave