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I to rule the world
would rise when I gave the
Now in the morning I sleep
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old is dead! live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't
Once you there was never, an word
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 of
People could not what I'd become
Wait
For my head on a plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an
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 field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
would rise when I gave the
Now in the morning I sleep
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old is dead! live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my stand
Upon of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't
Once you there was never, an word
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 of
People could not what I'd become
Wait
For my head on a plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an
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 field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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