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I to rule the world
Seas would when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the fear in my enemies
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of
I hear 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't explain
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 sound of drums
People could not believe I'd become
Wait
For my on a silver
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint won't call my name
an honest word
And that was I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would when I the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to the dice
the fear in my enemies
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of
I hear 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't explain
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 sound of drums
People could not believe I'd become
Wait
For my on a silver
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint won't call my name
an honest word
And that was I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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