Coldplay - Viva La Vida download song

Song Lyrics

For some reason i can t explain, i used to rule the world
But that was when i ruled the world, my sword and shield, my missionaries in a foreign field
Next the walls were closed on me, long live the king Vida, roman cavalry choirs are singing
People couldn t believe what i d become, it was the wicked and wild wind, once you go there was never
But that was when i ruled the world, now the old king is dead, my sword and shield
i know saint peter won t call my name

i used to roll the dice
be my mirror
Be my mirror, sweep the streets i used to own, for some reason i can t explain
I used to roll the dice, my missionaries in a foreign field
For my head on a silver plate, sweep the streets i used to own, for some reason i can t explain
for some reason i can t explain

Roman cavalry choirs are singing, seas would rise when i gave the word
Once you go there was never, revolutionaries wait
Be my mirror, i know saint peter won t call my name
feel the fear in my enemy s eyes
But that was when i ruled the world, my sword and shield Viva, my sword and shield
For some reason i can t explain, for some reason i can t explain

Once you go there was never, it was the wicked and wild wind, and that was when i ruled the world
Shattered windows and the sound of drums, it was the wicked and wild wind, once you go there was never
I hear jerusalem bells a ringing, seas would rise when i gave the word
Be my mirror, revolutionaries wait
Long live the king, my missionaries in a foreign field Viva, but that was when i ruled the world
never an honest word

blew down the doors to let me in
never an honest word
But that was when i ruled the world, i hear jerusalem bells a ringing
Never an honest word, i used to rule the world
Be my mirror, for some reason i can t explain Vida, roman cavalry choirs are singing
Sweep the streets i used to own, my sword and shield

Seas would rise when i gave the word, and i discovered that my castles stand
now the old king is dead
Roman cavalry choirs are singing, now in the morning i sleep alone
never an honest word
My missionaries in a foreign field, and i discovered that my castles stand
i know saint peter won t call my name

Be my mirror, it was the wicked and wild wind
Roman cavalry choirs are singing, my missionaries in a foreign field
for my head on a silver plate
my sword and shield
next the walls were closed on me
It was the wicked and wild wind, listen as the crowd would sing, it was the wicked and wild wind

And i discovered that my castles stand, sweep the streets i used to own La, people couldn t believe what i d become