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lirik lagu jungle emcee - black day (blood in the breeze)

they gathered with dreams in their hands
and bullets answered the call

the calendar flipped, first light of the year
they stood with the sun, not suspectin’ the fear
marchin’ with voices, truth on their tongues
til steel split the sky and silence stung lungs

hope wore turbans, barefoot on dust
while the rifles discussed who deserved to be crushed
no flags, just fists, no guns, just guts
yet they bled in the streets like thеy died for what?

echoes of eldеrs embedded in bark
they carved every scar into memory’s arc
history blinked, and the ink turned red
no names on the plaques, just the unnamed dead

false parades turned funerals, truth was deceit
justice limped past on invisible feet
the screams got smothered in smoke and command
while devils drew borders with god in their hand

blood in the breeze, truth in the trees
they fell for the rights that n0body sees
no war, no knives, just a gathering plea
but the silence that followed still echoes in me
m~n~scripts burned in the eyes of a child
who watched his father fall—stone~faced, but wild
the boots didn’t stutter, the orders were clear
to crush any tongue that spoke out of fear

legacy laced in the soil they would till
now the crops won’t grow where they emptied the still
rage rides rivers, coded in roots
you can hear revolution in the rhythm of flutes

they danced not for war, but a voice in the choir
but were met with the storm, lit by empire’s fire
white paper promises never meant to deliver
so they froze the revolt in a moment forever

when memory weeps, even time won’t mend
’cause the past isn’t past if the wounds still bend
and every new year, when the sky turns dim
i hear a thousand drums beatin’ out this hymn

they thought silence would erase the shame
but bones don’t forget
every bullet was a ballot we never got to cast
every drop of blood—an archived demand
we still breathe, though we’re ghosts to the land
born in the ash of a stolen resolve
where the stories are puzzles that power won’t solve
truth ain’t a statue, it’s breathin’ in pain
it’s the child who paints freedom in charcoal and rain

systemic eclipse, ritual scripts
where they label the truth as a radical glitch
files gone missing, but mothers still know
where their sons were erased in the government’s glow

bureaucrats toast while the villagers fast
their feast is our famine, the future’s our past
they sell off the hills, yet the echoes remain
of ancestors singin’ through shackles and chains

this ain’t just remembrance, this is ritual flame
we don’t chant for revenge, but we do name names
every breath is a ballot, each verse is a plea
to etch our resistance in eternal decree

blood in the breeze, truth in the trees
they fell for the rights that n0body sees
no war, no knives, just a gathering plea
but the silence that followed still echoes in me
but bones don’t forget
every bullet was a ballot we never got to cast
every drop of blood, an archived demand
we still breathe, though we’re ghosts to the land

- lirik lagu jungle emcee

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