paroles de chanson Hatred of Music I - Tim Hecker
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
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
a-ringing
Roman
cavalry
choirs
are
singing
Be
my
mirror,
my
sword
and
shield
Missionaries
in
a
foreign
field
For
some
reason
I
can't
explain
Once
you′d
gone
there
was
never
Never
an
honest
word
And
that
was
when
I
ruled
the
world
It
was
a
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
St
Peter
won′t
call
my
name
Never
an
honest
word
But
that
was
when
I
ruled
th
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