A world of black and white,
of evil and good
heroes golden, bright,
villains, from the black and red hood

Villains have many faces,
their strategy a masterpiece,
act from unique places,
evil might, about to release.

A dungeon sixty floors deep,
or a castle in a vulcano pit,
a mysterious keep,
or the hospital of Dr. Schmitt,

typical hideouts of the dark oponent,
the heroes eager to face,
the villain, the most spicy component,
the good guys confused, looking for a trace.

In diabolic precision,
clues and hints are placed,
but with every wrong decision,
impatience has to be faced,

a reincarnated god of magic,
conquering the whole existence,
with a backstory most tragic,
longing for a reset or nonexistence.

A crazy scientist, or necromancer,
a fallen angel, a demonlord,
a pirate, a mythic oriental dancer,
a mindflayer, an ancient dragon bored,

no hero would be able to shine,
no legend would be born,
no epic bard song line,
no faithful oath sworn,

without a proper villain in the plot,
the designer of the game,
cool, crazy, power, what they got,
without them, heroes would be lame,

The dark and evil stars,
designing challenges,
even behind prison bars,
masters of imbalances.

Tricksters and cheaters,
cruel with an codex of honor,
reapers and souleaters,
knocking on the innocent door.

A game of cat and mouse,
in pyramids out of jade,
in an old victorian house,
or a nightmare about to fade.

High price, high gain,
no failure allowed,
no hero without pain,
a showdown, epic, loud,

The villain will remain in every song,
he stays in the memories,
the heroes only together as strong,
always part of their legacies.