The power of love is hard to control

The Riddler will take it right out of your soul

Burden will consume you as others drag you down

The images will never leave you

The portrait will always be around

 

Mr. Riddler, Dreaded Riddler

Who will hold my head under

All my ears will be able to perceive

Is the sound of rolling thunder

 

Deliberating all of the hard times I have past

All of the melancholy and sorrow

That I have had to grasp

The late dated times of fear of isolation

The space that I am looking for

My desired location

 

Mr. Riddler, Please oh Riddler

Don’t hold me inside

Bottling all the tragic tears

That I have ever cried

 

Seeing clearly now the storm is long gone

I have found m light, my rising sun

You are fading away and I am alright

The clouds have cleared, I am ready to fight

 

Mr. Riddle, Master Riddler

I solved all your riddles for me

I am not yours anymore

I am myself, I am truly free