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I to rule the world
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning 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 crowd would
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you know was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and
the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?
I 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't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint will call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would when I gave the word
Now in the morning 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 crowd would
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
you know was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and
the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who ever want to be king?
I 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't explain
I know Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And was when I the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Jerusalem are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint will call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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