| Song | Factory of Magnificent Souls |
| Artist | Iona |
| Album | The Circling Hour |
| 作曲 : Bainbridge, Hogg, Stockman ... | |
| Thought of you on this island of the leper | |
| On this island of the mad | |
| I've thought of you on this island of the outcast | |
| On this island of the sick and sad | |
| Thought this island had a tragic holiness | |
| Thought it had a painful grace | |
| Thought it had the ugliest history | |
| Thought this island was the most beautiful place | |
| And I saw the altar of this world's cruelty | |
| I saw the stadium of the devil's goals | |
| And I saw a man duck and weave the most evil punches | |
| I saw a factory of magnificent souls | |
| Thought of you on this island of the limestone | |
| And the pain of dust torn eyes | |
| Thought of you on this island of the convict | |
| Toiling under the bluest skies | |
| Looked upon this island of the reconciled | |
| And I saw a stone carved cross | |
| Thought of you on this island of redemption | |
| Closed my eyes and thought of what freedom had cost | |
| And I saw the altar of this world's cruelty | |
| I saw the stadium of the devil's goals | |
| And I saw a man duck and weave the most evil punches | |
| I saw a factory of magnificent souls | |
| No one ever asked questions with marks as sharp as these | |
| They pierced the veins of Jesus who was one of the least of these | |
| And no one ever gave an answer with as gentle a word as this | |
| You took violent indignation | |
| And you killed it with a political kiss | |
| And I saw the altar of this world's cruelty | |
| I saw the stadium of the devil's goals | |
| And I saw a man duck and weave the most evil punches | |
| I saw a factory of magnificent souls |
| zuò qǔ : Bainbridge, Hogg, Stockman ... | |
| Thought of you on this island of the leper | |
| On this island of the mad | |
| I' ve thought of you on this island of the outcast | |
| On this island of the sick and sad | |
| Thought this island had a tragic holiness | |
| Thought it had a painful grace | |
| Thought it had the ugliest history | |
| Thought this island was the most beautiful place | |
| And I saw the altar of this world' s cruelty | |
| I saw the stadium of the devil' s goals | |
| And I saw a man duck and weave the most evil punches | |
| I saw a factory of magnificent souls | |
| Thought of you on this island of the limestone | |
| And the pain of dust torn eyes | |
| Thought of you on this island of the convict | |
| Toiling under the bluest skies | |
| Looked upon this island of the reconciled | |
| And I saw a stone carved cross | |
| Thought of you on this island of redemption | |
| Closed my eyes and thought of what freedom had cost | |
| And I saw the altar of this world' s cruelty | |
| I saw the stadium of the devil' s goals | |
| And I saw a man duck and weave the most evil punches | |
| I saw a factory of magnificent souls | |
| No one ever asked questions with marks as sharp as these | |
| They pierced the veins of Jesus who was one of the least of these | |
| And no one ever gave an answer with as gentle a word as this | |
| You took violent indignation | |
| And you killed it with a political kiss | |
| And I saw the altar of this world' s cruelty | |
| I saw the stadium of the devil' s goals | |
| And I saw a man duck and weave the most evil punches | |
| I saw a factory of magnificent souls |