If I could burn this town
I wouldn't hesitate
To smile while you suffocate
and die

Choke - I Dont Know How But They Found Me

Medusa once had charms; to gain her love
A rival crowd of envious lovers strove.
But on the ravish’d virgin vengeance takes,
Her shining hair is chang’d to hissing snakes.
The hissing snakes her foes more sure ensnare,
Than they did lovers once, when shining hair.

~ Ovid. Metamorphoses.