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I to rule the world
Seas would rise when I the word
Now in the morning I sweep
Sweep the streets I to own

I to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's
Listen as the would sing:
"Now the old is dead! Long live the king!"
One I held the key
the walls were closed on me
And I that my castles stand
Upon of sand, pillars of sand

I Jerusalem bells a ringing
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My in a foreign field
For some reason I can't
Once you go there was never, an honest word
That was when I ruled the

It was the wicked and wild
Blew the doors to let me in.
windows and the sound of drums
People believe what I'd become
wait
For my on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a string
Oh, who ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a
Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and
My missionaries in a field
For some reason I can't
I know Peter will call my name
Never an word
But that was when I the world
(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
an honest word
But that was I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh