We all have it in us to bear a curse
that is worse than playing the victim
You used to be beautiful
now your lips are cold
and full of venom
behind your fangs
are the same hunger pangs
Braided hair now shakes with snakes
which bite and hiss
you used to be a temptress
now you turn people to stone
they leave you all alone
Beautiful woman savage with revenge,
avenge
what was taken away
the sky burns red
what was taken
Can never be given back
your tail snakes a hypnotic rhythm
Beautiful cataclysm
I turn to stone just another victim
In your eyes…