In the depths of Hell, where darkness reigns
Lurk the creatures that society fears with disdain
Murderers, sociopaths, psychopaths, and contenders
Each with their own twisted minds and agendas
The murderers, fueled by rage and hate
Their cold hands crave to seal their victim's fate
No remorse in their soul, no conscience to speak
Only the thrill of death makes their heart beat
Sociopaths, with a charming facade
Their true selves hidden behind a cunning facade
Manipulative and deceitful, they play their game
A conscienceless mind, without any shame
Psychopaths, the monsters in disguise
With a lack of empathy, they see through lies
Calculating and cold, they have no human tie
Their actions fueled by a thirst to inflict pain and make others cry
And then there are the contenders, unbound by rules
Their minds twisted, their will strong but cruel
Driven by a thirst for power and...