Ty Morn - Hey Poseidon

God of the brine, custodian of seas
Leave vessels unguarded, the perils that be
All drown beneath the weight of his spite
Swallowed at birth, for fear of the crown
With Kronos discarded, new titans abound
Among their number, Poseidon breathes

Divided realms decide fraternal enmities
Olympians strive beyond their reach

Hey Poseidon, watch how cities burn
All disciples learn
Arcadian might is all built on such vanity
Feel the trident’s blow as sacred words
Damn the mortal scourge
An everlasting curse to place on humanity
Hey Poseidon your wrath is incurred

Subjected to droughts to see end of days
A vengeance, a fury, for man’s foolish ways
Turn to Athena and run if you dare

Contested offerings and breaching of the peace
No wisdom now prevails, will anger never cease ?

Hey Poseidon watch how cities burn
All disciples learn
Arcadian might is all built on such vanity
Feel the trident’s blow as sacred words
Damn the mortal scourge
An everlasting curse to place on humanity

Hey Poseidon, tempestuous one of twelve…

When the robust and brass bound man commissioned first for sea, his fragile raft, Poseidon laughed and “Mariner”, said he.
“Behold the law immutable I lay on thee and thine, that never shall ye act or tell a falsehood at my shrine”

Hey Poseidon watch how cities burn
All disciples learn
Arcadian might is all built on such vanity
Hey Poseidon the wild winds blow, blow, blow