Once you go there was never, never an honest word that was when I ruled the world It was the wicked and wild wind blew the door to me in Shattered windows and let the sound of drums People could not believe what I have become revolutionaries had to wait for my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever become king? [Chorus:] I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign ...
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