(Ogene
sound
strikes)
Clink,
clink,
clink...
Yeah... 2004,
Anambra
state...
Some
secrets
hide
in
the
deep
dark
bush,
Until
the
whistle
blower
open
the
book.
Listen... (
Verse 1 -
The
Discovery)
Deep
in
Ihiala,
wrapped
in
the
trees,
Whispers
of
Ogwugwu
riding
the
breeze.
A
place
where
the
desperate
went
to
swear,
If
you
tell
a
lie,
death
is
waiting
right
there.
August 2004,
the
story
unfold,
An
ex-shrine
insider
couldn't
hold
what
he
know.
He
walked
to
the
police,
dropped
a
heavy
tip,
Said, "
Come
see
the
forest
where
the
shadows
drip."
Anambra
State
CP
Tafa
Balogun,
Sent
the
raid
team
before
the
rise
of
the
sun.
They
marched
through
the
bush,
past
the
river
bed,
To
the
place
where
the
living
were
ruling
the
dead. (
Chorus)
Ogwugwu
Akpu!
The
forest
of
fear!
The
secret
they
hid
for
so
many
years!
When
the
register
open,
the
big
names
appeared,
The
high
and
the
mighty
were
suddenly
scared!
Oh,
the
Shrine
of
Okija,
the
secret
expose,
What
happens
in
the
dark,
the
whole
nation
now
knows! (
Verse 2 -
The
Register &
The
Prominent
Names)
Police
break
the
gates,
what
a
gruesome
sight,
Skulls
in
the
dark
and
no
ray
of
light.
Over
fifty
dead
bodies,
dry
to
the
bone,
Coffins
lined
up
where
the
spirits
groan.
But
the
biggest
surprise
wasn't
just
the
dead,
It
was
the
heavy
black
books
where
the
priest
had
read.
A
ledger
of
names,
written
line
by
line,
The
big
men
in
suits
who
had
visited
the
shrine!
Politicians,
businessmen,
patrons
of
power,
Seeking
for
protection
in
their
darkest
hour.
Taking
sacred
oaths
in
the
dead
of
the
night,
Trading
their
honor
just
to
win
a
political
fight.
Godfathers
and
godson,
sworn
on
the
blood,
Their
names
exposed
in
the
Ihiala
mud! (
Chorus)
Ogwugwu
Akpu!
The
forest
of
fear!
The
secret
they
hid
for
so
many
years!
When
the
register
open,
the
big
names
appeared,
The
high
and
the
mighty
were
suddenly
scared!
Oh,
the
Shrine
of
Okija,
the
secret
expose,
What
happens
in
the
dark,
the
whole
nation
now
knows! (
Bridge) (
Ogene
rhythms
intensify
with
dark
synth
pads)
They
thought
the
bush
was
too
deep
to
see,
They
thought
the
bush
was
too
deep
to
see,
They
thought
the
money
made
them
scot-free.
From
Ngige
to
Uba,
the
headlines
blew,
The
whole
country
shocked
by
the
things
they
knew.
Thirty
priests
arrested,
put
in
the
van,
No
hideout
remains
for
the
wicked
man. (
Outro) (
Gong
slows
down,
fading
drumbeats)
Yeah...
Okija
Shrine.
The
day
the
book
open,
The
mask
fell
off.
Power,
oaths,
and
the
price
of
greed...
Nothing
stays
hidden
forever.
Clink...
clink...
fade
out.