Seas would rise when I gave
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
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
They are my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know that there was never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was crazy and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me
Broken windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I became
Revolutionaries wait
My head on a silver platter
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh Who would want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
They are my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
They are my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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