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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 to own
I used to roll the
the fear in my enemies
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest
That was when I ruled the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild
Blew 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 bells are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I used to roll the
the fear in my enemies
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest
That was when I ruled the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild
Blew 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 bells are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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