>>143513
Standing here, I see my prize.
He was just like me, brought some company
But whose to judge, the flight we're on.
When our plane goes down I think we'll both agree…
That turbulence breeds turbulence,
but in the end we have to leave this plane.
I've filed my plan, and caught the masked man.
But maybe this is his game.
The plane has turned, I have been spurned
and Bane is crashing my plane.
Yet staring across this barren green farmland
I feel a new agency will be born beneath this master plan.