Bruce Dickinson Man Of Sorrows
Here, in a church, a small boy is kneeling He prays to a god he does not know, he cannot feel All of his sins of childhood he will remember He will not cry, tears he will not cry Man of sorrows, I won't see your face Man of sorrows, you left without a trace His small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? Vision of a new world from the ashes of the old "Do what thou wilt!", he screams from his cursed soul A tortured seer, a prophet of our emptiness Wondering why, wondering why... Man of sorrows, I won't see your face (I won't see your face) Man of sorrows, you left without a trace His small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? A man of sorrows, wrecked With thoughts that dare not speak their name Trapped inside a body, made to feel only guilt and shame His anger all his life - "I hate myself!", he cried "Do what thou wilt!" "Do what thou wilt!", he cried Man of sorrows, I won't see your face (I won't see your face) Man of sorrows, you left without a trace (left without a trace) His small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? Man of sorrows, I won't see your face (I won't see your face) Man of sorrows, you left without a trace (left without a trace) His small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? Has it just begun?
