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