Slaughter of the Medusa Lyrics

Conquering hero, bastard son of gods
Furtive behind your mirror
Stalking dread cthonic visions
But you dare not meet their gaze

Trust not the mirror but the mask
An aspect ne'er beheld,
Beheaded all the same
In shadows,
Medusa, O gorgon, O sun

In poison flown from her opened gorge
A scarlet plane of immanence
One thousand flowers bloom

Did you wonder not what torrent forced its deluge here?
By what brutal rite the sea defiled?
To what end, this venom blessed
These tresses serpentine?
By what violence forged
These locks that curl and writhe?
By what wry hex this sisterhood aligned?

Let us labrys-crack the brow of Zeus once more
See what bright horrors issue forth
O monster, Medusa, O gorgon, O sun