Snakes in your hair?
You know, I never cared,
Isn't beauty in the eye of the beholder?
Thank God I can't see,
The sight ahead of me,
I would only retch in disgust,
They cut off your head,
Your only defence,
Against those cold-blooded killers, we call our saviours,
We never stood a chance,
Come join me in this dance,
This time I promise it won't lead to death,
Everyone praised them,
Nobody cared then,
Oh, sweet Medusa, come home,
