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