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I used to the world
Seas would rise when I gave the
Now in the morning I alone
Sweep the streets I to own

I used to the dice
Feel the fear in my eyes
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! live the king!"
One I held the key
Next the walls closed on me
And I discovered my castles stand
Upon pillars of sand, pillars of

I hear Jerusalem a ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a foreign
For some reason I can't
Once you go there was never, never an honest
That was I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild
down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
Revolutionaries
For my head on a silver
Just a on a lonely string
Oh, who would want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem a ringing
Roman choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a field
For reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will my name
Never an word
But was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh)

I hear Jerusalem a ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a field
For reason I can't explain
I Saint Peter will call my name
an honest word
But that was when I the world
Oooooh Oooooh