Your guardian angels took a day off   As I entered the picture   Your life got a new meaning, a purpose to live   Little did you know what was to come      This is the Curse of the Dead Medusa   Blood, wet shit and pure horror   Fear the Curse of the The Dead Medusa   The one that comes without any cure      Do you remember how   Clouds stopped smiling at you?   Do you remember no bird was singing   Do you remember their totally unmoved faces   As your corpse was rotting away      This is The Curse of Dead Medusa   Blood, wet shit and pure horror   Fear The Curse of the Dead Medusa   The one that comes without any cure      Your attempts to catch me   They are all in vain   I shall mark my path   With dead angel bodies   And cut out their rectums   And keep them as souvenirs      One day all of this will make sense to you   Before that i keep on hunting   Then when you realize the meaning behind this   You will see me as your God      This is The Curse of Dead Medusa   Blood, wet shit and pure horror   Fear The Curse of the Dead Medusa   The one that comes without any cure      Slash Action Kills