Songtext von Obstacle

As the weakened Attempt to stand The cold wind of progression Causes their downfall Taken what was theirs Now you call it yours Your thievery justified By legislation and might The control of majority Never ceases to overpower The wounded and the unfortunate Left for dead without a second thought Looking deep into a mirror The image frightens you What you`ve become Your own obstacle The burden placed On your shoulders Causes guilt to flow Through a once deadend soul Which took so much From so many others One choice is left To take from yourself What they worked So hard to achieve Taken by your hand of disdain And as you realize That the mirror doesn`t lie And the self you imagined Is yet another fantasy Ans as realization takes it`s toll A cold feeling overwhelms you And you`ve become Your own