In the silence of the midnight hour, shadows creep,
Whispers of deeds untold, secrets buried deep.
The night conceals the sins of the day,
As crime’s dark whispers silently sway.

The moon bears witness to the silent plea,
Of broken souls yearning to be free.
Through alleyways and corners hidden from light,
Crime’s ghostly echo haunts the night.

Beneath the veil of darkness, fear takes its hold,
Stories of betrayal and lives that were sold.
The city sleeps, yet danger is awake,
In the heart of crime, innocence does break.

A siren’s wail breaks the night’s still,
A cry for justice, a test of will.
In the end, truth seeks the light,
As crime’s shadow fades into twilight.