Rome - The Merchant Fleet lyrics

We rise and fall in revolts ill-planned and doomed Tired of inventing ruses To be more than a name on some tomb We could not refuse it But you fearful, slavish souls You're hiding behind moat walls You dagger, you noose Clinched to desks, nailed to benches, tied to counters While all around us hell is breaking loose Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, as mercenaries? Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, in the merchant fleet? We rise and fall like the winter wheat With yellow eyes of grain Not knowing what worlds are confused With the one we name You fearful, devilish souls Hiding behind moat walls Doing time, clinched to desks Nailed to benches, tied to counters While the men around us are no less torn Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, as mercenaries? Are we to pine forever on this raging sea, in the merchant fleet?