Tekster: Bring Me the Horizon. Medusa.

Dead hands clutch my arm
The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance, her carcass reanimates

If you need me I'll be tying a rope to the tree
Where our love used to be
I've took every photo of us and buried them at sea
Don't worry dearest, beauty is only skin deep

Psyche

Your beauty is no, no more
So why don't you just fuck yourself you fucking whore?
Well, I should of known, not to look into her eyes
I'm cast to stone, her glare was my demise

Medusa, Medusa

Your beauty is no more
So why don't you just fuck yourself, you fucking whore?

Dead hands clutch my arm

The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance, her carcass reanimates
Since you left me I've never been the same
Since you left me I've never been the fucking same

Well, I should of known, not to look into her eyes
I'm cast to stone, her glare was my demise

Hour by hour, day by day your memory will fade away
Every sunrise, every sunset will help me to forget
Your name, your smile, your eyes Medusa

Decapitate her and bring her head to Athena
Unlike her sisters she ain't no deathless God

This is for every time you stabbed me in the back
For every notch in your bed post
This is or every time you stabbed me in the back
For every notch in your bed post