In the shadows of Gotham’s streets,

I’ve built my throne, but it’s incomplete.

I’m the king of nothing, a fool in disguise,

Chasing the dream, but it’s always lies.

I’ve got the money, the power, the pain,

But what’s the point when I’m left in vain?

The city whispers, but it never cares,

And I’m alone with my endless prayers.

I’ve lost it all, but I’ve gained the cold,

The throne’s made of ice, but it’s not gold,

I wear the crown, but it’s not mine,

I’m the emperor of a broken design.

(I’m the king, but I’m blind...)

The Penguin’s dance is a lonely waltz,

Fighting for power, but paying the cost.

The city laughs, but I’m drowning inside,

All my plans, they’ve withered and died.

I thought I could rule, I thought I could stand,

But I’m just a man with a broken hand.

Gotham’s walls are closing in fast,

And all my wealth can’t make it last.

I’ve lost it all, but I’ve gained the cold,

The throne’s made of ice, but it’s not gold,

I wear the crown, but it’s not mine,

I’m the emperor of a broken design.

(I’m the king, but I’m blind...)

The plans I’ve made, they crumble and fall,

I reach for the stars, but I’m too small.

The city won’t listen, they never care,

And I’m left with a life that’s hard to bear.

No more tricks, no more schemes,

I’m just a man lost in his dreams.

I’ve lost it all, but I’ve gained the cold,

The throne’s made of ice, but it’s not gold,

I wear the crown, but it’s not mine,

I’m the emperor of a broken design.

(I’m the king, but I’m blind...)

Alone with my crown, alone with my lies,

The empire falls, and nobody cries...

I’ll be the king... until I die.