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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
Next 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 ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
Once you there was never, an honest word
was when I ruled 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
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I Peter won't call my name
Never an word
And was I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I the key
Next 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 ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
Once you there was never, an honest word
was when I ruled 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
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are ringing
choirs are
Be my mirror my sword and
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I Peter won't call my name
Never an word
And was I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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