A Comical Goal

Gunshot to the head,

Turn around and you’re dead.

Blades slicing, hammers falling.

Someone has found their dark calling.

Brothers and sisters of the night,

Lovers who bring forth their might.

Turn whole worlds upside-down.

Always smiles, never frowns.

I am yours, so make yourself mine

And we’ll conquer the one who lets sun shine.

You and me, forever love,

Though time to time we push and shove.

Together we’ll put up a strong fight

And kill the heroic dark knight.