Poseidon, Poseidon, Poseidon, Poseidon
Poseidon, Poseidon, Poseidon, Poseidon
In all my years of living
It isn't very often that I get pissed off
I try to chill with the waves
But damn, you
crossed the line
I've been so gracious
And yet, you hurt this son of mine
That's right, the cyclops you made blind, is mine
No
I'm left without a choice and
without a doubt
Guess the pack of wolves is swimming with the shark now
I've gotta make you bleed, I need to see you drown
But before you go, I need to make you learn how
Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves