handful of nothing

• pain of salvation'un one hour by the concrete lake adli albumlerinden guzel bir parca.
  
  sozleri su sekildedir :
  
  '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...
  
  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...
• duyduğum en güzel davul ritmlerinden birine sahip olan şarkı.
• sözleri "balkanlar'da milliyetçilik" konulu ödeve önsöz olarak konulabilicek pos şarkısı. ^*
• tema olarak one'i hatirlatan, davul ogrenmeyi durtuleyen guzel bir pos parcasi.
• platonik bir sarkidir: matematik bilmeyen dinleyemez ^*