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