Gothica medusa

I feel your presence
In the dark full of terror,
You hiss softly, creeping fear,
You are close, you overshadow my mind,
Your eyes. what do I see?
I turn into stone,
If only I had not fixed my gaze
Misanthropy in you,
Gorgon chains the soul.
"I feel your presence
In the dark laden with terror,
You his slowly, slithery fear,
You are near, you overshadow my mind,
Your eyes />I change into stone,
If only I had not fixed my gaze
On you misanthropy,
Gorgon's head,
You have enslaved my soul."