Paroles de 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