[POSEIDON, spoken]
There you are
Coward

There's an anger that festers
A pain that's worse than death
Take a stranger, make him lesser
Strip away what he has left

That's where I'm at
That's where I've been
I don't know who I'm meant to be
I was a ruthless god, but you took that away from me

For what kind of man can not avenge his pride and son?
What kind of monster gets outsmarted and outrun?!
What kind of god doesn't get to end what he's begun
In vain?
In vain!