The silent streets of the twisted city,
Steeped in scandal and in strife,
Where Bliss is a deadly poison,
And every man must fight for life;
Where basic rights are but a myth,
And true freedom a fairy tale.
Here walk a few good men,
Whose souls are not for sale.
JC-2 fights the drug lords,
The killers and the other crims,
Cleaning the city of corruption,
Vice, infamy and all mortal sins.
But slowly creeping onward,
Like a disease beneath the skin,
The enemy is encroaching:
Let the shattering begin.
Shall these unlikely allies,
Weather the storm forecast?
Or will they succumb to the darkness,
That lurks within the past?