From the hands of kings
Morbid angel
Empires and nations fall
Caesars were men not gods
Idols change as needed through time
Generals are irrelevant without war
Kings mean nothing without fools
To master
Caesars were men not gods
Idols change as needed through time
Generals are irrelevant without war
Kings mean nothing without fools
To master
To feed their manic ego
To win their lusted plights
To follow with no caution
To follow to demise
Mad men are praised and worshiped
Enslavers victimize
Torture, always their answer
To teach incessant hatred
The hand of God became filled with riches for only kings
The hand of kings became the will—the will of men enslaved
Empires and nations fall
Caesars were men not gods
To feed your personal interest
To feed your farewell will
To die to fall and fisting
To die to you was cruel
The hand of God became filled with riches for only kings
The hand of kings became the will—the will of men enslaved
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