Viva La Vida - Young Voices 2019: The Story of a Fallen King

As narrated through vivid lyrics and captivating imagery, the story unfolds of a once-powerful ruler who has fallen from grace. From reigning over cities to the haunting echoes of Jerusalem bells, the lyrics delve into themes of lost power, deceit, and the ultimate downfall of a king. Through poetic prose and evocative visuals, the tale of a king dethroned is vividly painted for the audience to reflect on the transient nature of power and glory.

• Music
• Viva La Vida
• Young Voices
• Kings Fall
• Power Struggle

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1. Viva La Vida Young Voices 2019

2. 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 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 castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand.

3. I hear Jerusalem bells aringing, 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, And that was when I ruled the world.

4. 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, Ah, who would ever wanna be king?

5. I hear Jerusalem bells aringing, 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, And that was when I ruled the world. Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah

6. Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah I hear Jerusalem bells aringing, 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 the world. Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh