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

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