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I used to rule the
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the
the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't
Once you know was never, never an honest word
was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
down the to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
I Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can not explain
I know Saint will call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the
the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't
Once you know was never, never an honest word
was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
down the to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver
Just a on a lonely string
Oh who ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
I Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can not explain
I know Saint will call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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