50,000 names written on the wall
50,000 more children waiting to fall
As the soldiers of tomorrow replace the bodies of today
There are 50,000 mothers screaming “THERE’S A BETTER WAY!”
50,000 people march down the path
And 50,000 innocents suffer a nation’s wrath
When they march in time, the light shines through their legs
After the oil’s gone and we’re still draining the dregs
They’re reflected off the wall
A boy walking tall
Made a man by the bloodshed is what they said
While they all sleep sound in their presidential beds