[Verse 1] I’ve watched the kingdoms fall to dust, No throne survives the weight of trust. The scepter bends, the axe is still, The clay submits to the potter’s will. Pharaoh fought, and Nebuchadnezzar fell, Their stories echo like a warning bell. [Pre-Chorus] The hands that shape the earth and sky, He rules men’s fates by the hand unseen [Chorus] Only one can rule the world, The nations rise, but they’re overthrown. The flowers bloom where the Lamb has tread, The King redeems just as the prophets said. [Verse 2] The axe, it brags against the hand, But falters when it cannot stand. The tyrant’s crown, the fleeting fame, Crumbles before His holy name. No heart can hide, no soul can run, From the eyes that burn like the sun [Pre-Chorus] The hands that shaped the earth and sky, They hold the reigns of eternity [Chorus] Only one can rule the world, The nations rise, but they’re overthrown. The morning reigns where the Lamb has tread, The King redeems just like the prophets — just like the prophets said. [Bridge] You hold the clay, You shape the fire, You cut the pride, You lift us higher. Shall the nations rage, shall the earth divide? Your word prevails, Your truth abides. Through shattered crowns and burning thrones, Your hands rebuild what mercy owns. [Chorus] Only one can rule the world, The nations rise, but they’re overthrown. The morning reigns where the Lamb has tread, The King redeems by what the prideful dread. [Outro] The axe falls silent, the clay restored, The Lamb arises, the nations mourn. But joy resounds where His feet have gone, The light of Christ, the endless dawn.