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I used to rule the world
Seas rise I the word
Now in the I sleep
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the were 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 my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest
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 not what I'd become
Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an
And that was I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman 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 will call my name
Never an
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas rise I the word
Now in the I sleep
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the were 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 my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest
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 not what I'd become
Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an
And that was I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman 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 will call my name
Never an
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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