The Gorgon - IRONFLAME

Cursed to wear a crown of serpents on her head

Upon her face belies a mask of living death

You’ve been sent upon a quest to take her life

But beware, don’t ever look into her eyes

Get ready to fight

She’s coming, and there’s no escape

From the gaze of the Gorgon’s eyes

Such a cruel disguise

Look of death in her eyes

Bringing your demise

When Medusa comes to claim her prize

In her lair, now forsaken and alone

Icy stare, turning mortal men to stone

Lie in wait, casting shadows on the wall

It’s your fate to take your head after she falls

Cursed by the gods to haunt this ancient place

No mortal man shall live to see her face