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I used to the
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the fear in my enemies
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For 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
down the doors to let me in.
Shattered and the of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver plate
a on a string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never 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 alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the fear in my enemies
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! Long the king!"
One I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For 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
down the doors to let me in.
Shattered and the of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver plate
a on a string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
an honest
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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