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I used to the world
Seas rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep
Sweep the streets I to own

I used to roll the
the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would
"Now the old king is dead! live the king!"
One minute I the key
the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon pillars of sand, pillars of

I hear bells a ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My in a foreign field
For some reason I explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest
That was I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wind
Blew down the to let me in.
Shattered windows and the of drums
People couldn't believe I'd become
wait
For my head on a plate
Just a on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever to be king?

I hear Jerusalem a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't
I know Saint Peter call my name
Never an honest
But that was when I ruled the
(Ohhhhh Ohhh)

I hear bells a ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My in a foreign field
For reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter call my name
Never an word
But that was when I ruled the
Oooooh Oooooh