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I used to the world
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep
the I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild
Blew the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
People 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
Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an word
And that was when I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear bells are
choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Peter call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep
the I to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild
Blew the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
People 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
Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an word
And that was when I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear bells are
choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Peter call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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