Вершы: Poison The Well. 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

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 dead 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

Looking deep into a mirror
The image frightens you
What you've become
Your own obstacle

Looking deep into a mirror
The image frightens you
What you've become
Your own obstacle

And as you realize
That the mirror doesn't lie
And the self you imagined
Is yet another fantasy

And as realization takes its toll
A cold feeling overwhelms you
And you've become
Your own obstacle

Looking deep into a mirror
The image frightens you
What you've become
Your own obstacle

Looking deep into a mirror
The image frightens you
What you've become
Your own obstacle

Your own, your own, your own, your own obstacle
Your own, your own, your own, your own obstacle