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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls closed on me
And I that my castles stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go was never
Never an honest word
And was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
the I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls closed on me
And I that my castles stand
pillars of and pillars of sand
I hear are ringing
Cavalry are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go was never
Never an honest word
And was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a plate
Just a puppet on a string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
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