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?