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• Artiste: Mon Rovîa
• Titre: Pray The Devil Back To Hell
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Monrovia's dissolved into chaos amidst the worst street fighting in seven years of civil war West African peacekeeping troops have lost control And aid agencies including the Red Cross and United Nations have joined the exodus Heroine eyes I can't see you behind my disguise The gun strap and boots that don't fit right The kids left to fight the war again No kind of amends I buried my mom, I buried my dad, I buried a friend Hard to believe in an end when your heart is hard as cement Peace talks, but the peace talks are stalling again After a long night Who brings the sun to rise? Dressed in all white Love knows no sides After a long night Who brings the sun to sky? And so they rise Dressed in all white Women have come to carry the light Love knows no sides Putting an end to all the fight After a long night Through a merciful might Pray the devil back to Hell Who brings the sun to sky? And so they rise Dressed in all white Women have come and carry the light Love knows no sides Putting an end to all the fight After a long night Through a merciful might Pray the devil back to Hell Who brings the sun to sky? And so they rise Dressed in all white Women have come to carry the light Love knows no sides Putting an end to all the fight After a long night Through a merciful might Pray the devil back to Hell Who brings the sun to sky? And so they rise Dressed in all white Women have come to carry the light Love knows no sides