Man of sorrows bruce dickinson минус

Here In A Church A Small Boy In Kneeling He Prays To A Good He Doesn't Know, He Cannot Feel All Of His Sins Of Childhood He Will Remember He Will Not Cry, Tears He Will Not Cry Chorus 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? 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 Repeat Chorus A Man Of Sorrow's 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 Repeat Chorus (x2) Has It Just Begun?