Genre: Protest / Peace / Folk Rock
[Verse 1]
Gunfire echoes through the morning haze,
Though hands were shaken in far-off Malay.
Sweet-talking leaders with cameras wide,
But war's black smoke still refuses to die.
[Verse 2]
Pacts were signed on fragile sheets,
But fire still burns beneath tired feet.
Old mothers weep where the wire divides,
Their tears flowing with no end in sight.
[Chorus]
Khmer won’t ceasefire — the bullets still rain,
While Thailand holds ground, burying pain.
A child cries out ‘neath a crimson sky,
Where is peace when the innocent die?
[Verse 3]
Malaysia hosts behind polished walls,
ASEAN listens but never calls.
It’s not the warlords who fall from grace,
But the farmers, the poor — the nameless face.
[Chorus]
Khmer won’t ceasefire — the bullets still rain,
While Thailand holds ground, burying pain.
A child cries out ‘neath a crimson sky,
Where is peace when the innocent die?
[Outro]
If talks are hollow, if hearts don’t mend,
They’re just dust dancing in a grieving wind.
For the ones with power still hold the gun,
And the ones who perish — they hold none...
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