Bound to sail these ugly seas and hear the seagull’s call
Doomed to hear the rat-tat-tat of the quarter master’s call
The salt wind blows the slave boss crows making my skin crawl
As I row this cross of mine to the place of the skull
Hour after hour rowing on this worn out bench
My only crime to do this time was my own common sense
To deny the Son means freedom’s won, but I can’t deny His name
So I’m chained to this my blood soaked fist rowing ‘till I am slain



Behind the Song:
"This song is written from the perspective an ancient Roman galley slave who has been sentenced to row for being a Christian. The lyrics talk about his struggle and resolve between giving up his faith, or continuing on with his back breaking slavery all the while knowing he could give it up at any time." - Flatfoot 56