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