Teksty: Black Country Communion. Black Country. Medusa.

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You're bound to think that I'm on the shore
From a sea that never came
There's no time to find the time
I've done what has to be done
Voices call the nameless one
Crying all of the time
Tales of no one in my sleep
Stepping out into the night

But you said you saw Medusa
The one with the head of fire
The legend of Medusa
Lies in the devil's eyes

I've got myself to blame
Through talking to your brother
Too late to say I'll stay
Too late to say I'll bother
Take out your thorn and speak
Afraid you are to keep
Flailing forces fail
Now wake before you sleep

You said you saw Medusa
Looking down on you
But the legend of Medusa
Soon be with you

You're bound to think I'm on the shore
From a sea that almost came
There's no time to find the time
I've done what has to be done
I've done what has to be done
I've done what has to be done
I have done
Take a good look at my face