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