This is nothing related to this story i just wanna write a song lyric to test my memory (also bcs theres no wifi and im bored af)
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
(Instrumental)
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies 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 walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castle stand
Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman calvery choir singing
Be my mirror, my sword and sheild
My missionary 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
(Instrumental)
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sounds 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 calvary choirs singing
Be my mirror, my sword and sheild
My missionary for 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
Got lazy
Bya cakes
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Change (AVM/AVA AU) officially abandoned.
FanfictionThe cover was rushed (im rlly sorry 😞)i got too lazy and just drew an eye :(( [Update, I changed the cover but it still sucks] i honestly don't know why i did this. anyways, this is an angsty little wattpad story of stickmen... hopefully (MAYBE)...
