Flamin Hot Cheetos Effect

A beautiful thing .....

A song a few months ago that resounds in my head.

I used to rule the world
the seas would rise when I gave the order
hours in the morning I sweep alone sweep
le strade che ero solito possedere

ero solito tirare i dadi
sentire la paura negli occhi dei miei nemici
ascoltare come la folla cantava:
"ora il vecchio re è morto, lunga vita al re!"

un minuto ho stretto forte la chiave
e quello seguente ero intrappolato dai muri
e ho scoperto che i miei castelli
stavano sopra cumuli di sabbia e pilastri

ho sentito le campane di Gerusalemme risuonare
i cori del calvario romano stanno cantando
che tu sia il mio specchio, la my sword, my shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason I can not explain
since you're gone
there was a more honest world
was so when I ruled the world

the wind was bad and the wild
blew down the doors to let me in shattered windows and
drumming
people could not believe
what I have become revolutionaries wait


my head on a Plate Silver
only a puppet on a single wire
who would ever become king?

I hear Jerusalem bells ringing
Roman calvary choirs are singing
you to be my mirror, my sword, my shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason I can not explain
since you're gone
there was a more honest world
was so when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells echo
Roman calvary choirs are singing
you to be my mirror, my sword, my shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason I can not explain
since you're gone
there was a more honest world
was so when I ruled the world