We pick up rocks and hammer them away
Until in little pieces, we do this every day
From sun up to sun down and we never get a break
Men are dying every day, if they make one mistake
He never saw me coming, revenge is sweet
I held his throat so tightly, I lifted him off his feet
My life is hell, it's always been, if I could kill, I'd kill again
Watch your backs and backsides, I'm your worst surprise
We hammer stones, we pick these caverns clean
Breaking rocks to be used by the great Roman machine
From sun up to sun down and we never get a break
Men are dying every day... if they make one mistake
They think they know me well and what I need
But no one gets to tell me, when want turns into greed
I have hunger like a swine, never full, I must consume
But now there's nothing left to take, this island is my tomb
They said my words were dark and full of hate
Traitorous and threatening, to the Roman state
I'm a fisherman by trade, and now I'm locked away
My God can you hear me I'm dying in this place
We take these rocks and chisel them to bits
Digging tombs in the earth, every one a perfect fit
From sun up to sun down and we never get a break
Men are dying every day, if they make one mistake
Oh, there is no escape
There is water all around us
This desolate place
This island in the sea