Chorus
Ashes of memory drift with smoke on ancient soil
Red earth trembling under boots stained with oil
Children’s songs drowned in the harvest machines’ roar
Who carried the forest walks here no more
Verse 2
Night stretches long for those left beneath burning fields
Ancestral voices cry but the world never yields
Bone and river split, blood runs with the soy and corn
Thunder of progress where the old ones mourn
Pre-Chorus
Drums in the distance, silent call
Trees felled, each spirit falls
Names erased by greed’s demand
Lost nations, broken land
Chorus
Ashes of memory drift with smoke on ancient soil
Red earth trembling under boots stained with oil
Children’s songs drowned in the harvest machines’ roar
Who carried the forest walks here no more
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