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A common coward who needs the gods

A golden boy in name and name alone

A son of power, but not his own

Adept at stalking, his ego to bemoan

But in the cave I do perceive you

The head of Perseus my prize

There’s no assistance to relieve you

There’s only parchment filled with lies

Prey of Medusa, the killer queen

Your godly gifts are as impotent as you

Your only hardness comes from her gaze

There is no mirror shield to rescue you

Wrath of Athena won’t hold her

The Gorgon is very alive

Holding the head of her hunter

Medusa still kills with her eyes

Gorgon eyes eat your soul

Perseus cried, paid his toll

Tales reversed, heads will roll

Medusa’s leer, black as coal