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