I used to rule the world,
seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone,
sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice,
feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listened 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 salt and 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’t explain,
once you’d gone there was never,
never an honest word
and that was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind,
blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums,
people couldn’t 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?

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’t explain,
I know St. Peter won't call my name,
never an honest word
but that was when I ruled the world

Ooooh, oooh oh
Ooooh, oooh oh
Ooooh, oooh oh

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’t explain,
I know St. Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word,
but that was when I ruled the world

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