a group of home recording musicians, recording for fun
Lyrics
Beware of her fierce manner
Her implacable temper
Hers is a self willed nature
Medea
Medea
Soon, it is clear
Her sorrow, like a gathering cloud
Will burst in a tempest of fury
Medea
Medea
What deed will she do then?
That impetuous, indomitable heart
Poisoned by injustice
Medea
Medea