The Fatal Wound

Is staring down forever
I am the razor edge
No rubber bullets, now
The son of sorrow
With the fatal wound
My chest is in my head
With an aching view

With an aching view
There is no easy, now
The son of sorrow
My stomach's upside down, down
Disenchanted

Disenchanted
With the fatal wound
Let's go down together
I'm gonna gun this down
My breath avoids me
With the fatal wound
Is this the final bow?

Let's go down together
I am divided
Is staring down forever
This is the real thing