Story of a "Hero"

I know the story's just begun but I wish that it would end.
With dizzy spells and dry wells, and the hero won't defend.

Slaying dragons and saving dames are all just too cliche.
What I want and what I need is justice that will pay.

Bring an end to the suffering on "mighty, mighty" man.
I know that you can do it and only you can.

Grab your sword and drag your shield for the slacking now will end.
Your time has come to defend the world with danger around the bend.

Alone you will fight, but have no fear of loss
over the mountain, the bad guys you will toss.

"Now, prepare a meal, prepare a feast!
For tomorrow I will slay the evil beast!"

Demons and poltergeists come from below
while you defeat them with your mighty arrow and bow.

Next comes the men, who thrive on evil doing
who sit on the sidelines giving you their booing.

Throw them in a pit
and stop their annoying fit.

"Save the world, oh mighty one, the deed is not yet done!
For the monster still hides in the breast of everyone!"

To save the world from itself seems to most agitate.
Why send everyone to heaven's open gate?

"Look at the chaos that you now have made!
And it is with our souls that you have sadly paid!"

The demons now free to roam the earth,
killing possible heroes from their very, very birth.

"They eat, they thrive, they live off us all.
And thanks to this 'hero', on our knees now we crawl!"

"We hoped, we begged, we prayed, for a hero to arise,
but now this poor soul has sent us to our demise."