The Hydra Coils Upon This Wicked Mountain - Lair Of The Minotaur

Where murderers, heretics and thieves

Come for penance, and purifying

Stretching swamplands, out to the sea

Holy place the Hydra’s terrorizing

Nine giant, monstrous snake heads

One of them, immortal

In a cave, beneath a dead tree

Lie mass graves, as far as you can see

It won’t be taking me…

So venomous, its breath destroys life

I pelt him, with burning knives

I stand up, sword in my hand

The hydra coils upon this wicked mountain

I swing hard and decapitate one head

Two grow in its place

I unsheath my golden blade

What was immortal, I shall see dead

As I bury the head…

I still hear

It hiss

Disembowel

The carcass…