I used to rule the world
Rain would stop when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Beat by mons 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 swept with dance
Next I know I have no chance
And I discovered that my usage stands
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand