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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my eyes
Listen as the crowd would 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 that my stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, an word
That was I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wind
down the doors 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 plate
Just a puppet on a lonely
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest word
And was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my eyes
Listen as the crowd would 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 that my stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, an word
That was I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wind
down the doors 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 plate
Just a puppet on a lonely
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest word
And was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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