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Chikurubi
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Singer/Songwriter
Chikurubi was released on August 22, 2007 by Roan Antelope Music as a part of the album Heritage
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Release DateAugust 22, 2007
LabelRoan Antelope Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Edmond
John Edmond
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Edmond
John Edmond
Songwriter

Lyrics

Chikurubi, you took away my day and my night
My dignity, my soul, and you tried to take my life
You're a monument to hell and evil, and each day I pray
That the Lord split you asunder
On His mighty judgment day, judgment day
I lie naked on the concrete, there's no window, just a door
And the only air is odour from a valve hole in the floor
The cell is claustrophobic and it measures one-by-three
Three steps forward, three steps back is exercise for me
There's no pen, no paper, books or news or letters from outside
And I wonder about my friend and folks, my children and my bride
And the loneliness of spirit makes me pray for company
A cockroach or a spider or an ant or just a flea
Chikurubi, you took away my day and my night
My dignity, my soul, and you tried to take my life
You're a monument to hell and evil, and each day I pray
That the Lord split you asunder
On His mighty judgment day, judgment day
I don't know date or month or year or if it's day or night
I'm in darkness all the time and there's no natural light
The gallows are adjacent to the so-called sick bay block
The innocent are hung there, they've got no chance in the dock
And the torture of emotions is my persecutor's plan
But the spirit that God gave me is unreachable by man
He's my councillor, protector, my confidant and friend
And it's him that's gonna keep me going to the very end
Chikurubi, you took away my day and my night
My dignity, my soul, and you tried to take my life (oh)
You're a monument to hell and evil, and each day I pray
That the Lord split you asunder (oh)
On His mighty judgment day, judgment day
They beat someone 'til he confessed a crime he didn't do
Just like they did to Jesus when He died for me and you
And then despair engulfed me, would've taken my own life
If I only had a length of rope, some poison or a knife
Then I saw a name was scratched into the concrete of my cell
And I saw that one before me suffered 20 years of hell
Must have been the Holy Spirit that kept his head up high
If Kevin Woods could do, I said, "So the hell can I"
Chikurubi, you took away my day and my night
My dignity, my soul, and you tried to take my life (oh)
You're a monument to hell and evil, and each day I pray
That the Lord split you asunder (oh)
On His mighty judgment day, judgment day
Written by: John Edmond
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