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,