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 womanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
