The Island (Live) ft. Michael Maher, Matt Richardson, Nathan Middleton & Ensemble Lyrics

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