Roots Of Mind Lyrics & Chords By Muga

24 years old went away to war High expectations of what the future holds Wore the uniform with pride a rifle at hand Bringing democracy to a far away land Pregnant wife at home...read more

choices are made, their bidding is done capitulation willing, tranquility consumed and so here we are to confront yet again our willingness to accept the fate they are prepared...read more

The image projected is luxury, useless but needed, as glazed eyes stare Glued to the screen. A lifestyle falsified, economics fragmented, now Billions covet the tease. All eyes on...read more

Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return to what we may have been without all this shit we were born into: Poverty, depression, power and despair Conditioned...read more

The fabric is coming apart at the seams The gears are locking up in their well oiled machine Sound the alarm something's gone wrong Sound the Alarm The oil burns like fire in dry...read more