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