Counting the Numbers

See Cameramen running
To a land for overtaking
To create a mass destruction
Leaving bodies in the sand
All cameras rolling
Hear the guns like drumming
Moving bodies like cattle
Human lives in human hands
Don’t count on a conscience
Front lines are open to the public
We’ve thrown away the logic
Now we’re knee deep in the remains
All platoons are active
Holding stations as we’ve practiced
Invading, with caution
Thrown into the wind
As the numbers are increasing
An economy receding
Add pressure to the bleeding
Open wounds cannot heal
A force to leave an impression
Invading all protections
Send more bodies to be casualties
Cross those bodies in the ground
No calling for a resurrection
Each god choosing direction
Beliefs and death go hand in hand
And both are falling now
The cameras still filming
The dead, the living
No body count reported
Numbers matter not