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Bruce Dickinson - The Man Of Sorrows Bruce Dickinson - The Man Of Sorrows |
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DmiHere, in a Bchurch,
a Csmall boy is Dmikneeling
He prays to a Bgod
he Cdoes not know,
he Dmicannot feel
All of his Bsins
of Cchildhood
he Dmiwill remember
He will not Bcry,
Ctears he will not Dmicry
R: DmiMan of Amisorrows,
C won't see your BfaceDmi
Man of Amisorrows,
you Cleft without a BtraceDmi
A small boy Amiwonders,
what Cwas it all aBbout? Dmi
Is your journey Amiover
Chas it just beGgun? Dmi
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
R: Man of sorrows,
I won't see your face
(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
R: 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)
A small boy wonders,
what was it all about?
Is your journey over
has it just begun? B
Chas it just beDmigun?
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