Story Behind The Song
This is a song about a real person. A Russian Arms Dealer who became rich at the expense of other peoples dismay. It took years, but he is now in Jail. Also the name given to Nobel after he invented Dynamite.
Song Description
Listening to this song, tells the story of one of the worst crimes of this century. It tells about what this Horrible person did to Make money at the expense of other peoples misfortune.
| Song Length |
2:55 |
Genre |
Country - Americana, Pop - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Engaging |
Subject |
Violence, Darkness |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Merchant of Death
Standing in the Jungle, Making a Deal
The price is right it is really a Steal
I'm selling Guns to both sides, Baby.
That's the way you make the deals, Oh Yea
They call me, the Merchant of Death
You can't see me, just take your last breath
That's who I am, I'm the Merchant of Death.
Dancing in the Desert, Making a Deal
Money from both sides, it seems unreal!
It doesn't matter who gets killed?
It's not the money, it's just the thrill.
They call me, the Merchant of Death
You can't see me, just take your last breath
That's who I am, I'm the Merchant of Death
You know I am wanted by everybody!
CIA, War Lords, it's just bloody
I can't be touched, nobody sees me,
I don't exist, Just let it be.
They call me, the Merchant of Death
You can't see me, just take your last breath
That's who I am, I'm the Merchant of Death