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