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COLD -VIVA LA VIDA
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I my castles stand
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 explain
Once you go there was never
Never an word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
wait
For my head on a silver plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I Saint won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the I to own
I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the would sing
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I my castles stand
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 explain
Once you go there was never
Never an word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered and the sound of drums
couldn't believe what I'd become
wait
For my head on a silver plate
a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my and shield
My in a field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I Saint won't my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I the world
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