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 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 salt and 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. For some reason I can´t explain Once you go there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world. 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. For some reason I can´t explain I know Saint Peter won´t call my name Never an honest word And 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. For some reason I can´t explain I know Saint Peter won´t call my name Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world.