The saddest villains are the broken boys
Not the tyrannical foes
Whose life came crashing
And days fell apart
So they turned on the world they once loved
Kicked in the shins and pierced through the heart
Bleeding and ignored these boys lay
But up from the ashes
The ruins and guilt
Up from the fire that enemies spread
Meant only to burn them and dust would they stay
They've conquered their hearts and shut out their souls
Broken all ties with the good days of old
And so they do toil in spite and forlorn
With every bad deed a new villain is born