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