Coils Of Medusa

Mortals are turned to stone the enchanted gorgon
Sacrifice snakes for hair coils of the Medusa
Bitter and cold but you'll adore her turned to stone the eye of the beholder
Dwindling down the ugliness the horror carried on the shield of Minerva
She descends from Olympus displaying the coils of the Medusa
In the arms of a warrior turning mortals to mere stone
She is enamored with our beauty turning the beholder to stone
She cannot take us away
With sorcery she seeks grace turning the beholder to stone
She cannot change her face
I am not running I am not turning away
She cannot stop us we live for mortal decay
There is no curse no curse that holds us to her land
She lives for stone we run from no woman
Oh hate ah fate
It's time to break her spell and carry her staight to Hell
Many have died before turned to the stones she adores
It's time to raise the swords and slay the demon Gods
She is enamored with our beauty turning the beholder to stone
She cannot take us away
With sorcery she seeks grace turning the beholder to stone
She cannot change her face
You want to stop us you cannot hold us down
You break the curse you cannot stop us now
I am not running I am not turning away
She cannot stop us we live for mortal decay
There is no curse no curse that holds us to her land
She lives for stone we run from no woman