Medea

She reigns in terror, mind polluted by hate and fear
Had her family killed, made her foes disappear
Vicious affairs, dying offspring screams
More blood on her hands than in the Styx
She gives
She takes
Her nature she forsakes
Your mind
Your heart
Nothing’s sacred
Deception, witchcraft, sex and sword
She’ll use all means
To reach her goal
Show any weakness in the night
She’ll have you dead
Before the dawn
She invokes lust, clouds your judgment with no sweat
Intentions vile, to your existence a threat
Guarded by the Sun god, escape into the sky
Confront her vanity and you will not survive
Staring at her trembling hands
Reflecting on her deeds
Bloody eyes unveil repent
Cries in pain