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Here, in a church, a small boy is kneeling |
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He prays to a god he does not know, he cannot feel |
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All of his sins of childhood he will remember |
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He will not cry, tears he will not cry |
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Man of sorrows, I won't see your face |
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Man of sorrows, you left without a trace |
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A small boy wonders, what was it all about? |
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Is your journey over - has it just begun? |
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Vision of a new world from the ashes of the old |
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'Do what thou wilt!', he screams from his cursed soul |
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A tortured seer, a prophet of our emptiness |
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Wondering why, wondering why... |
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Man of sorrows, I won't see your face |
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(I won't see your face) |
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Man of sorrows, you left without a trace |
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A small boy wonders, what was it all about? |
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Is your journey over - has it just begun? |
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A man of sorrows, racked |
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With thoughts that dare not speak their name |
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Trapped inside a body, made to feel only guilt and shame |
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His anger all his life - 'I hate myself!', he cried |
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'Do what thou wilt!' |
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'Do what thou wilt!', he cried |
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Man of sorrows, I won't see your face |
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(I won't see your face) |
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Man of sorrows, you left without a trace |
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(left without a trace) |
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A small boy wonders, what was it all about? |
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Is your journey over - has it just begun? |
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Man of sorrows, I won't see your face |
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(I won't see your face) |
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Man of sorrows, you left without a trace |
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(left without a trace) |
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A small boy wonders, what was it all about? |
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Is your journey over - has it just begun? |
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Has it just begun? |
