I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave the wordNow in the morning I sleep aloneSweep the streets I used to ownI used to roll the diceFeel the fear in my enemy's eyesListen as the crowd would singNow the old king is deadLong live the kingOne minute I held the keyNext the walls were closed on meAnd I discoveredthat my castles standUpon pillars of saltand pillars of sandI hear Jerusale..