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