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I used to rule the world
Seas when I the word
Now in the I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the
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
the were on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of
People not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter call my
Never an word
But that was I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Seas when I the word
Now in the I alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the
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
the were on me
And I discovered that my castles
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my and shield
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of
People not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver plate
Just a on a lonely
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem are
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For reason I can't
I know Saint Peter won't my name
an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem are ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter call my
Never an word
But that was I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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