A/N: I'm not a big Eli David fan. But I wanted to write a fic because this is one of my favorite songs! Please read it, and please be nice!

I used to rule the world

Seas would rise when I gave the word

I remember when I had a great life that was well-lived. I had three beautiful children and a wife. Ari, Ziva, and Talia were so obedient; and they would race to see me when I get home.

Now in the morning I sleep alone

Sweep the streets I used to own.

Now I have no wife. Two of my children are dead. One will not speak to me. My dear Ziva has pushed me away.

I used to roll the dice,

Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes.

I had power and control over my family. I would call the shots in my family. And people would listen to me when I spoke.

Listen as the crowd would sing

"Now the old king is dead, long live the king!"

I would hear my children brag about me. Being on top of the world, I lived like a king years ago.

One minute I held the king

Next, the walls had closed on me.

I had everything that any man could ever wish for. But it was disappearing very quickly, and I was no longer as great a man.

And I discovered that my castle stands

Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand.

I had weak riches. My wife left me, my children were taken from me, and I was beginning to crumble. The only thing that held me up was my being director of Mossad. I was not as great as I thought.

I hear Jerusalem bells a 'ringing.

I knew that I was strong. When Ziva and Talia were little, they said that the bells of Jerusalem rang in my honor on my birthday.

Roman cavalry choirs are singing.

Ziva had her world revolving around me. She made up a little rhyme for me.

Be my mirror, my soul, my shield.

Ari wanted to be just like me. Soul, body, and mind.

My missionaries in a foreign field.

Now my children are grown up, dead, or holding a grudge against me.

For some reason I can't explain

I'm not sure how I lost all of that.

Once you go there was never

Never an honest word

But that was when I ruled the world.

But there were many things that I lied about to my wife and children. But that was when I had everything I ever wanted.

It was a wicked and wild wind

Blew down the doors to let me in

I have officers and officers that would go anywhere in the world for me, and kill whoever they need to. They do what I ask without asking why and not doubting my judgment.

Shattered windows and the sound of drums

People couldn't believe what I'd become.

My wife thought that I had become a monster and a soulless killer. My beautiful home was once robbed in a riot. I could hear the smashing of glass.

Revolutionaries wait

For my head on a silver plate.

There are many people that want me dead. But not all of them are former targets.

Just a puppet on a lonely string

Oh, who would ever want to be king?

I am just doing my job day in and day out. Nothing makes me happy, nothing makes me said. Maybe my wife and daughter were right, I have no feelings.

I hear Jerusalem bells a' ringing

Roman cavalry choirs are singing.

Everyone else in the world lives a good life. There is celebrating and rejoicing everywhere, but in my life.

Be my mirror, my soul, my shield

My missionaries in a foreign field.

My job is everything to me now. I am just like my officers, and to have one's feelings judge their actions is to make one weak. The only reason that I am still alive is because of my career.

For some reason I can't explain,

I know Saint Peter won't call me name.

I know that I will not go to heaven. I n my heart and mind, I can feel that. It is not guilt, but it is inevitable.

Never an honest word,

But that was when I ruled the world. (x2)

I have lied many times in my life. And many of those lies have shaped the way I live.

I am a ruthless man, a soulless killer, and was a horrible father and husband.