Handful Of Nothing
Pain of Salvation 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...

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the song, "In time of war the first casualty is truth", and "What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?" immediately set the tone for the rest of the lyrics. Pain of Salvation's "Handful Of Nothing" is about the senselessness of war, and the deep contradictions faced by soldiers who are expected to kill for their country while witnessing the pain, anger, and suffering of those they are killing. The lyrics are a reflection of the band's belief that war is a self-destructive game in which there are no winners, only losers.


The song's first verse describes the horrors of war, the violence, the death, the destruction; things that we usually see on our screens, but now the singer is witnessing it all in the flesh. He sees children with guns, fueled by hatred and fear, shooting to release their pain, solving a conflict at any cost, even if it means someone has to die. The chorus is about the consequence of aggressive behavior, which only leads to an empty, hollow victory where nothing is gained. The song speaks about the propaganda and false promises made by those in power to justify the war, the greedy intentions of those feeding off war, and how it's all too easy to paint one side as the enemy.


The second verse of the song speaks about how hate and greed control every heart, every soul, how soldiers are stuck in machines, building the crosses they bear. The singer is sick of the bloodshed; he cannot find the cleansing rain to end his pain. The conflicting ideals of killing for the sake of saving and arm to kill, kill to live, are highlighted in the concluding lines of the song. The song is a powerful message on the irrationality, foolishness, and senselessness of war.


Line by Line Meaning

In time of war the first casualty is truth.
In a war, people tend to hide the truth and promote propaganda to serve their interests.


What broke in a man when he could bring himself to kill another?
Killing another person takes a significant emotional toll on a human being, and it changes them forever.


We've seen it before but safe on our suburb screens
We've seen images of war before, but we've always watched them from the safety of our homes in the suburbs.


Now I am here in the flesh, a witness of war in this godforsaken scene
I'm now witnessing war firsthand in this desolate place.


Far from those grey walls
Far from the safety and seclusion of our comfortable homes and everyday life.


See children with guns hatred and fear in their eyes
I see children holding guns with a look of hatred and fear in their eyes.


They shoot to release their pain
These children shoot their guns to help cope with their pain.


A conflict to solve no matter if someone dies, protecting our interests...
War is often waged as a means of resolving a conflict, even if it comes at the cost of lives lost, with people fighting for interests they consider valuable.


Look around, soon there'll be but ruins to be found, winner will be the last that stands
In the end, the only thing that will be left behind is a trail of destruction, and the side that emerges victorious will be the only one left standing.


Lethal moves in a game of chess for the depraved, king or pawn? Are you worth to save?
War can often become a game for those who participate in it, with people being positioned as either a king or a pawn, and the value of their worth determined by whether they survive or not.


(What is the prize for this game we play?)
What do we stand to gain from participating in a destructive game like war?


(And who are the ones that finally pay?)
Ultimately, it's always the innocent who have to pay the price for wars waged by others.


If we eat more we'll get a handful of nothing, we'll be swallowing dirt
If we take more than what we need, we'll end up with nothing, in fact, we'll only end up with dirt.


If we push more we'll get a fistful of enough, we'll be swallowing blood
If we take more than what we need, it will lead to violence and bloodshed.


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...
We're often sold lies about the noble intentions of military leadership, but in reality, it benefits those who profit off of war.


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
We consider ourselves civilized, while at the same time, we consume the media's war propaganda, allowing us to decide who lives and who dies.


Cause we love it easy:
We prefer to take the easy route, even if it comes at the expense of others' well-being.


Here they are - take a good look at the beasts of war! Let the rain wash that paint away:
We should take a closer look at the true face of war, and let the reality of it wash away the facade presented to us.


Deep inside everyone's a mothers little child, longing home, lost and led astray, and we prey on this decay!
Everyone has an inner child longing for the comfort of home, yet we exploit and take advantage of their vulnerability.


I left my life to ease my pain, but I cannot find that cleansing rain...
Sometimes we make drastic choices to escape our pain, yet it's not always easy to find the peace we seek.


We can change - it's all in our minds...
We have the power to make a difference, but it all starts with changing the way we think.


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!
Hatred takes control of our hearts, influencing our weapons of destruction to those we've designated as enemies, providing what's needed to fuel the war machine. We build the tools that propagate the cross our warriors bear, we use weapons to solve problems and kill to preserve life - I know all too well the smell of war.


"My land's my home" - we're blind!
We're often blinded by a sense of patriotism that keeps us from questioning the morality of war, making us more likely to perpetuate it.


I'm sick of the blood I find!
Witnessing the carnage of war has taken a toll on me, and I'm sick of it all.


Step by step greed controls every heart every soul, arm to kill, kill to live - God how could I believe...
Greed takes hold of our hearts and souls, driving us to kill to stay alive. It's painful to realize how easy it was for me to believe this lie.




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Written by: DANIEL GILDENLOEW, PAIN OF SALVATION

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