傳教士與他的鐘 (feat. 曾增譯)

He snuck ashore with the autumn tides

Wife and children at his side

He said, "Please have pity on me"

Heeding the wayfaring stranger's cry

The monks gave shelter to his children, to his wife

And that's when he pulled the book out

And that's when the wolves were let out

I'll free you from delusion

I'll free you from your King

I'll free you from the darkness of the sea

He said, "Thank you for the food and shelter

Now I must ask you to leave

For this heathen temple now belongs to me"

He said he was a missionary, a servant of God

But these islanders knew he was just a fraud

Such a test the Lord give to thee

He'd break into people's homes just to preach

Never mind the women's cries, the children's screams

All this talk of his flesh and blood

Makes me yearn for the rush of the flood

I'll free you from delusion

I'll free you from your King

I'll free you from these devils that haunt you and me

Go on, strike your heathen bell

But we all know God's glory rings through me

Seven years of trouble from this quack

Seven years before a ship came to take him back

The monks said, "Good riddance to thee"

But not before the missionary stole the temple bell

And gave it to his masters as loot for their conquests of hell

And that's when the spell was read out

That's when the angels were let out

I'll free you from delusion

I'll free you from your dreams

I'll protect you from these bandits in the sea

Despite the pain and trouble of this history

The islanders will always hear that bell of liberation ring