Fatal Wound

I am the crisis I am the bitter end I'm gonna gun this down I am divided I am the razor edge There is no easy, now The son of sorrow Is staring down forever With an aching view Disenchanted Let's go down together With the fatal wound This is the real thing No rubber bullets, now Is this the final bow? My breath avoids me My chest is in my head My stomach's upside down, down The son of sorrow Is staring down forever With an aching view Disenchanted Let's go down together With the fatal wound With the fatal wound With the fatal wound