Seeking the gift a hero must travel into the darkness Facing the gorgon serpents atop of her head Fire glowing, the last thing, any of us shall see.
Frozen forever none have defeated an endless Labyrinth of soldiers, all different poses As if they not know of her power Cold lifeless stone this is different Armed with a weapon given to, him by the gods Cape makes him vanish so quick, sandals take flight Shield as reflective as water at night
Now he must face her no turning back never staring Directly at her reflection is harmless strike the
Witch black blood mists, the air Serpents still slither hair, head hits the ground Eyes, remain open so wide.