The title is "Lament of the Deceiver", and it's written from the point of view of an antagonist. Not really that good at poetry or whatever, but I was curious what other people might think of it: This is it, the big reveal The true nature, exposed to all My deceit knew no bounds But my facade has ended I had hoped it would never come to this I thought I could end it before it began But I simply delayed the inevitable The hero always breaks free to fight But am I really the villain? It's quite possible, that, in my haste I made myself out to be a dangerous foe That's not what I want, no conflict needed here Together, if we join hands, we can fix this world But I know you will refuse It's in your blood You've fought for justice since the beginning That fateful day you saved us all from his grip And time, time, time again, you've reiterated the same A world shall not be controlled, but given freedom But then what do we do? All the hatred, spurn, destruction? There will be no end The abuse and neglect will continue until this world is no more Is that what you want? The issue is complex, there may very well be no solution However, I'm strong in my resolve, never surrender With my power, I can remove the pain from this world You must understand, that, through the sorrow I've felt over the years I've turned my own mind into a frayed mess of emotion But that's where you came in You fixed it, even if only for a brief moment Our love was strong Now? I'm not so sure All I want is for it all to end But yet you deny me the right to make that change Your distaste feels just like the blade you've struck across my chest Whats this? A strange feeling A dark presence seeps through every wound A sharp burning sensation shoots through my being It... hurts... I don't want this, I say to myself I don't want to be a monster I don't want to die I don't want anyone to suffer like I did I'm... not dead I'm not dead Not sure if it was through sheer perseverance Maybe my determination Or maybe the power I granted myself "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger" The inky blackness swarms It overtakes all of my own matter But what is this? I can now mould it Twist it Contort it Sharp tendrils of shadow emerge from our battlefield They are mine All mine... Mineminemineminemine My mind is irretrievable at this point Yet my focus is clear I no longer care whether you choose to join my cause Because if you aren't with me Then I will crush you like a bug I laugh for a prolonged period of time What have I become?