Why do heroes exist?
Through the fire and flames
There is no fame
No chance for glory
Or good stories
People were saved
But the threats were never waved
All you have gained is sadness and pain
Your enemies come back with only distain
You cause untold death and destruction
But you continue to function
So why do you exist
Just to ball your fist
Your countless battles tear the world asunder
How is it to recover?
When evil continues to plunder?
Time after time we watch their evil plan unfold
But you still won't kill a single soul
There is only one way to end this issue
With blood and tissue
If they ceased to exist
Would the problem persist?
If no
Then why do heroes exist?
