The Gorgon - text

Cursed to wear a crown of serpents on her head
Upon her face belies a mask of living death
You’ve been sent upon a quest to take her life
But beware, don’t ever look into her eyes

Get ready to fight!
She’s coming, and there’s no escape
From the gaze of the Gorgon’s eyes

Such a cruel disguise
Look of death in her eyes
Bringing your demise
When Medusa comes to claim her prize

In her lair, now forsaken and alone
Icy stare, turning mortal men to stone
Lie in wait, casting shadows on the wall
It’s your fate to take your head after she falls

Cursed by the gods to haunt this ancient place
No mortal man shall live to see her face