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



son of sorrow

staring down forever

with an aching view

disenchanted

lets go down together

with the fatal wound



this is the real thing

no rubber bullets now

this is the final bow

my breath avoids me

my chest is in my head

my stomach's upside down

down



son of sorrow

staring down forever

with an aching view

disenchanted

lets go down together

with the fatal wound

with the fatal wound

with the fatal wound