With sword in his hand he left seriphos
The words of the king were to take her soul
Danae's lost in her loneliness she cannot bear the pain
He travelled through mountains up in the north
3 Women of grey with hearts of stone
He took their only connection to the outside world
The evil eye that helped them see
Hunter, the hunter of death
They stood there disgusting, evil in soul
If they wanted to see the rest of the world
They had to confess where the fairies live
He needs the sandals
From hermes he took, and un-breakable sword
A shield by athena protector of all
If not by her stare he would lay there frozen, made of stone
Forgotten in the ruins