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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 use to own.
I used to roll the dice,
feel the fear in my enemies eyes.
Listen as the crowd would sing,
"now the old king is dead, long live the king"
1 minute i held the key now the walls would close on me
and i discovered that my castle stands upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear jerusalum bells a ringin roman calvery quries a singin