Viva LA Vida lyrics are interesting;
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 enemy’s 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
So he’s talking here about how worldly power and pursuit is false. This is also a very Christian message. And then he goes straight to this refrain:
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
Mary’s above comment about Roman Catholic choirs would be the same as Roman cavalry since we are the church militant and we carry the sword of truth. I really do believe he is referring to this, here. I read up today that the band is actually Christian. He was raised devout Christian, but I’m assuming, based off his lifestyle and lyrics, that there’s no doubt he must struggle with temptation.
For some reason I can’t explain
Once you’re gone there was never
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
It was the 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
Oh who would ever want to be king?
The above lyrics are cryptic. I’m gonna go out on a limb and say he is possibly referring to his own situation within stardom and commercialization, how he feels he is their puppet and is fighting a battle with the world that he wants no part of, truly.
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
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 Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Woahahahah oh, woahahah oh
Woahahahah oh, woahahah oh,
Woahahahah
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
So maybe this refrain is a prayer… and the foreign field is a spiritual battle.
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
ANyhow, it’s fun for me to think about and share. I’d love to hear any thoughts but I’m at peace if people ignore me, too.
