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,
"The old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute, I held the key
Next, the walls were closed on me
And I've discovered that my castles stand upon pillars of salt
Pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
And for some reason I can't explain
Once you've gone, there was never, never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
[Oh]
It was the 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 a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
And for some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
And 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
Post je objavljen 18.07.2008. u 15:23 sati.