Villians are made, not born

(Verse 1) In the shadows they were born, By deeds of darkness they adorn. No cradle of light, just scorn, From the world's cold, harsh thorn. Their innocence, a fleeting dream, Corrupted by a world so mean. Each betrayal, a silent scream, In their hearts, a darkness gleam. (Refrain) For villains aren't born, they're made, By the actions of those who betrayed. Their hearts turned to shade, In a world where trust can fade. (Verse 2) Once pure hearts, now stained with woe, Their paths twisted, lost in the flow. No redemption, no way to grow, In the depths of despair, they sow. Forgotten tales of what could have been, Lost in the echoes of their sin. Their souls cry out, but no one hears, Bound by their own fears. (Refrain) For villains aren't born, they're made, By the actions of those who betrayed. Their hearts turned to shade, In a world where trust can fade. (Bridge) But even in darkness, a glimmer of light, A chance for redemption, within their sight. For every villain, a story untold, A chance to break free from the mold. (Outro) So let us remember, as we tread, That the path we choose, the words we've said, Can shape the lives of those we meet, And determine if they fall or fleet.