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