Lyrics

Consulting the original God
Asking to remind me of
Lessons bound to lift my fog
Yes, I'm calling to restore my love

Evaporated fears I had
I'm standing at the altar of the crab

Protesting my original view
Required a little nudge
A claw bestowed what I never knew
Conquered all that was killing my buzz

Rolling in the swirling sand
I'm covered in the altar of the crab

Confronted by a sickening glow
But nausea is no concern
Consider what I'd never know
If not for all the wisdom I've earned

Marvel at Poseidon's land
There's comfort in the altar of the crab