Lyrics Morbid Angel – From The Hand Of Kings

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

Mad men are praised and worshipped
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 of men enslaved