From The Hands Of Kings 歌词

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 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