Interpret:

Bruce Dickinson

Album:

Best Of Bruce

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 
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, 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 
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?