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