Lyrics:

There lie the poor who dream of having enough for todayThe rich control the government while the gangs control the streetsIt's hand against the sword till the strong take out the weakIt's all a competition to see who will get the bigger biteMen driven by obsessions , the more they get the more they wantTo have it all, they gotta see they're plagues upon the wallBlinding obsessionsBlinding obsessionsYou gave up all your rights as you turnde to the needleAnd now you've gone so fat, there is no turning backDo what it takes, you've gotta have it allThere's something in your blood that pulls the numberMakes a call, it doesn't really matter if you lose it allJust as long as you feed this desire inside of youCan't you see you're destroying your life ?Turn away it's not what it's made out to be, oh don't you see?There's a dead end there for youBlinding obsessionsBlinding obsessions
Sacred Warrior Obsessions