Lamb Of God

A moment in time worthy only of solitude.
A stranger not meant for another to see.
Are we the abandoned?
Are we the deserter?
Lived in the night so his wickedness way.
The faces light up their screens,
as the wealthy cash in on the war.
The body counts rise, the ratings will soar.
Another deceiver.
The liar, the patriot.
Counting the lies and keeping the score.
The score.
Look at the light face the faith that deserts you.
You are the hunted, the victim, the prey and the fallen.