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