Your guardian angels took a day off

As I entered the picture

Your life got a new meaning a purpose to live

Little did you know what was to come

This is the Curse of the Dead Medusa

Blood wet s**t and pure horror

Fear the Curse of the The Dead Medusa

The one that comes without any cure

Do you remember how

Clouds stopped smiling at you

Do you remember no bird was singing

Do you remember their totally unmoved faces

As your corpse was rotting away

This is The Curse of Dead Medusa

Blood wet s**t and pure horror

Fear The Curse of the Dead Medusa

The one that comes without any cure

Your attempts to catch me

They are all in vain

I shall mark my path

With dead angel bodies

And cut out their rectums

And keep them as souvenirs

One day all of this will make sense to you

Before that I keep on hunting

Then when you realize the meaning behind this

You will see me as your God

This is The Curse of Dead Medusa

Blood wet s**t and pure horror

Fear The Curse of the Dead Medusa

The one that comes without any cure

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