嘰哩咕嚕日記本

Their lyrics just like a poem, after you knew the meaning, you felt like you just finished reading a story about the rise and fall of a kingdom.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave a word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the street the I used to own

I used to roll the dice
And 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 wall were closed on me
And I dicovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and a pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaires in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go it's was never
Never an honest word
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
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

For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world