Queen of the gorgons

She has the beauty of the devil

How strong is the temptation to see her face

Monster with hair made of living snakes

Their whistle seduce my soul

Queen of the dark forces of evil

Mistress of the Beasts guardian of the Thresholds

Her deep glance will turn me into stone

Her dragon body moves so close to me

All around the temple where she dwells

May be seen the sad stony figures of men

Torn apart my mortal illusions

Her wet tongue slips on my lips

As a young and beautiful woman

She's the symbol of fertility and life

As crone she costumes like a fire

Her dragon body moves so close to me

-= Chorus =-

Medusa queen of the Gorgons

You will not turn me into stone

Cruel tempting song of the Gorgons

Inside my head always resounds

In the reflection of my sword

You can't escape from your dark gaze

Ironic end for Medusa

Petrified with her magic sight

She has the beauty of the devil

Mistress of the Beasts guardian of the Thresholds

Torn apart my mortal illusions

Her dragon body moves so close to me