Handful Of Nothing

'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...