Beauty falls on hallowed halls
Hair of the snake beheaded calls
The Goddess Shield
He knew, She would come
.
Sail on, a Map was given
Sang a Stallion ‘bout gates of heaven
Made us as, the fish in a sea
Midusa named the dates that be
Muse as she is, she could always see
Stone heads are alive, same as you and me.
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