Emerald veins beneath the land, a prize for ruthless hands,
Villages are torn apart, for wealth that fuels commands.
Deep in the jungle, cries of pain, where silence meets the guns,
Children's laughter lost to war, their innocence undone.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Forests cut, and rivers choked, the earth gives way to greed,
Fighting for a piece of gold, while the people bleed.
Cities crumble, and the jungle burns, as factions fight for gain,
A cycle of destruction, leaves behind only pain.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Blood-soaked fields and shattered hopes, in lands where rivers dry,
Desperation fuels the strife, as countless numbers die.
Corruption reigns supreme, as the powerful dictate the cost,
The innocent are sacrificed, and futures are lost.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
The jungle's vibrant whispers fade beneath the roar of guns,
As the fight for precious minerals claims more lives beneath the sun.
In the quest for fleeting riches, human lives are tossed aside,
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Death Of Democracy - Lives are traded Lyrics
Death Of Democracy - Lives are traded Lyrics
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Emerald veins beneath the land, a prize for ruthless hands,
Villages are torn apart, for wealth that fuels commands.
Deep in the jungle, cries of pain, where silence meets the guns,
Children's laughter lost to war, their innocence undone.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Forests cut, and rivers choked, the earth gives way to greed,
Fighting for a piece of gold, while the people bleed.
Cities crumble, and the jungle burns, as factions fight for gain,
A cycle of destruction, leaves behind only pain.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Blood-soaked fields and shattered hopes, in lands where rivers dry,
Desperation fuels the strife, as countless numbers die.
Corruption reigns supreme, as the powerful dictate the cost,
The innocent are sacrificed, and futures are lost.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
The jungle's vibrant whispers fade beneath the roar of guns,
As the fight for precious minerals claims more lives beneath the sun.
In the quest for fleeting riches, human lives are tossed aside,
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Villages are torn apart, for wealth that fuels commands.
Deep in the jungle, cries of pain, where silence meets the guns,
Children's laughter lost to war, their innocence undone.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Forests cut, and rivers choked, the earth gives way to greed,
Fighting for a piece of gold, while the people bleed.
Cities crumble, and the jungle burns, as factions fight for gain,
A cycle of destruction, leaves behind only pain.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Blood-soaked fields and shattered hopes, in lands where rivers dry,
Desperation fuels the strife, as countless numbers die.
Corruption reigns supreme, as the powerful dictate the cost,
The innocent are sacrificed, and futures are lost.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
The jungle's vibrant whispers fade beneath the roar of guns,
As the fight for precious minerals claims more lives beneath the sun.
In the quest for fleeting riches, human lives are tossed aside,
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
In the heart of the Congo's cries, where shadows fall on the soil,
Lives are traded, dreams are crushed, so the rich can get more oil.
A land of suffering and strife, where greed has staked its claim,
In the wake of endless battles, humanity's lost its name.
Writer: Hayden Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid