Pain Of Salvation

Pain Of Salvation - Handful of Nothing lyrics

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[Music: D.Gildenlow]



'In time of war the first casualty is truth.'  'What broke in a man when he

could bring himself to kill another?'  



We've seen it before but safe on our suburb screens  

Now I am here in the flesh  

A witness of war in this godforsaken scene  

Far from those grey walls  

See children with guns hatred and fear in their eyes  

They shoot to release their pain  

A conflict to solve no matter if someone dies  

Protecting our interests...

Look around, soon there'll be but ruins to be found  

Winner will be the last that stands  

Lethal moves in a game of chess for the depraved  

King or Pawn? Are you worth to save?  

(What is the prize for this game we play?)   

(And who are the ones that finally pay?)    



If we eat more we'll get a handful of nothing  

We'll be swallowing dirt  

If we push more we'll get a fistful of enough  

We'll be swallowing blood   



They told me that we could actually save human lives  

That armies would preserve the peace  

And my work would save, solve and build bonds  

Only lies!  

And I fed their wallets...   



It's strange how we speak of civilised views  

While we buy that media warface they sell  

A makeup for "Them" so we can decide who's to die  

Cause we love it easy:   



Here they are - take a good look at the beasts of war!  

Let the rain wash that paint away:  

Deep inside everyone's a mothers little child  

Longing home, lost and led astray  

And we prey on this decay!   



If we eat more we'll get a handful of nothing  

We'll be left with the dirt  

If we push more we'll get a fistful of enough  

I leave this machine...   



I left my life to ease my pain  

But I cannot find that cleansing rain...  

Look around soon there'll be but ruins to be found  

We can change - it's all in our minds...  

[-D. Gildenlow]



Step by step hate controls every heart every soul  

Every gun pointed at those we paint as Enemies  

We provide what they need to let the game proceed  

Stuck in machines somewhere we build the cross they bear  

Arm to solve, kill to save... God I've felt how it smells!  

"My land's my home" - we're blind!  

I'm sick of the blood I find!  

Step by step greed controls every heart every soul  

Arm to kill, kill to live - God how could I believe...
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