Bruce Dickinson - Man of Sorrow | Текст песни

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Man Of Sorrows

Here, in a church
a small boy lies 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
A small boy wonders, what was it all about
Is your journey over, has it just begun

A 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
Man of sorrows, you left without a trace
A small boy wonders, what was it all about
Is your journey over, has it just begun

A man of sorrows racked
With thoughts that dare not speak their name
Trapped inside a body,
make 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
Man of sorrows, you left without a trace
A 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
Man of sorrows, you left without a trace
A small boy wonders, what was it all about
Is your journey over, has it just begun