Seeking the gift a hero must travel into the darkness

Facing the gorgon serpents atop of her head

Fire glowing, the last thing, any of us shall see.



Frozen forever none have defeated an endless

Labyrinth of soldiers, all different poses

As if they not know of her power

Cold lifeless stone this is different

Armed with a weapon given to, him by the gods

Cape makes him vanish so quick, sandals take flight

Shield as reflective as water at night



Now he must face her no turning back never staring

Directly at her reflection is harmless strike the

Witch black blood mists, the air

Serpents still slither hair, head hits the ground

Eyes, remain open so wide.