im stil des batman jingle, text ist "deadpan"

[Intro – slow, plodding piano keys, distant foghorn hum] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – deadpan spoken-sung, soft brushed drums] The clock strikes three on a rain-slick street A shadow stretches long and neat No sound, no cry, no one to meet Just the quiet that Gotham keeps [Pre-Chorus – subtle muted trumpet, tense pause] The light flickers out on the old marquee A single bat cuts through the debris No fanfare loud, no grand decree Just a breath before the mystery [Chorus – deadpan delivery, steady piano chord progression] He’s the hush between the siren’s wail The footstep that you can’t avail No punchline sharp, no heroic tale Just the dark that never fails [Verse 2 – deadpan, sparse bassline, rain sound effects] A locked door clicks, a window creaks A criminal’s cold plan leaks No quip, no grin, no cheeky peaks Just the weight of secrets he speaks [Pre-Chorus – slightly louder trumpet, building tension] The alley cat scurries from the dark A single glove leaves no mark No dramatic pose, no spark Just the quiet that leaves you stark [Chorus – layered deadpan vocals, muted brass swells] He’s the pause before the breaking glass The silence that outlasts the mass No bold declaration, no flash Just the dark that holds the class [Interlude – slow piano solo, distant thunder rumble] (Instrumental Solo) [Bridge – deadpan, minimal instrumentation, near-whisper] No cape billow, no grand parade No crowd cheer, no serenade Just the quiet that never fades Just the dark that never strays [Final Chorus – full muted brass, steady drums, deadpan delivery] He’s the hush between the siren’s wail The footstep that you can’t avail No punchline sharp, no heroic tale Just the dark that never fails [Outro – fading piano, soft rain patter] The clock strikes four, the street is still The shadow fades, the dark fulfills