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 aringing
Roman cavalry are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missonaries in a foreign field
For some reason that I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was a wicked and a 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
For some reason I can't explain
I know ST. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But was when I ruled the world
