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?