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