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