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