In Gotham's twisted streets, where chaos reigns supreme,
There roams a figure, feared in every wicked scheme.
Broken Skull, they call him, a phantom in the night,
With laughter like a dagger, cutting through the blight.

In Joker's realm of madness, where lunacy holds sway,
Broken Skull dances gleefully in the dark of day.
With a grin as wide as Arkham's gates, and eyes alight with glee,
He spreads his brand of mayhem, wild and untamed and free.

No hero can deter him, no law can hold him back,
For Broken Skull is chaos, both the hunter and the track.
He thrives amidst the madness, in Gotham's twisted lore,
A legend born of nightmares, and leaving chaos in his core.

With every cackle echoing through the shadows deep,
Broken Skull leaves his mark, in Gotham's endless creep.
A villain, a renegade, a wild card in the pack,
In Joker's twisted universe, he's the ace upon the stack.

So beware, all you heroes, and villains too beware,
For Broken Skull is lurking, with madness in his stare.
In Gotham's darkened alleyways, where evil holds its sway,
Broken Skull roams freely, for chaos is his play.

In Joker's twisted universe, where madness reigns supreme,
Broken Skull stands tall, a nightmare in the dream.
A legend, a phantom, a tale of wild delight,
In Gotham's twisted tapestry, he's a Joker in the night.

🔥 The Broken Skull 🔥