From rebirth to bloodshed
Ex librisYour bloodline dies, I will be heard
Through the mud, through the rain, I have been dragged
Corinthean fools! You’ve unleashed me now
Jason! I’ll come for thee, your heart shall bleed
Blood shall run through my hands, to the earth
Blood shall run down from the flesh of our sons
When your bloodline dies, they will die
Our sons shall be consumed by earth
Cradled within my heart lay the treasures from my womb
Who bathed in the bloodshed of their parents and long were doomed
Golden was the sunlight in the land we did flee
Now a thousand tongues cannot keep me from hurting thee
You vowed to treasure us, entwined we would be
Reveal your face for I did not know the man who loved me
I medea will not be dethroned
Where I go my name shall be known
Mistress of darkness daughter of the day
My word shall reign, come what may
Abandoned I no longer cherish fate
Born through love, my sons will die through hate
A mother’s heart I will possess no more
Revenge is mine and mine alone
I medea will not be dethroned
Filthy scum! You shattered my world
Your bloodline dies, I will be heard
Cradled within my heart lay the treasures from my womb
Who bathed in the bloodshed of their parents and long were doomed
Cradled within my heart lay the treasures from my womb
Who bathed in the bloodshed of their parents and long were doomed
My treasures lay cradled, cradled in this bloodshed
Medea a tale told from birth to bloodshed