You're the king of this place But your legacies been set on fire, All the peasants are screaming revolt As they throw rocks at your glass castle.
You need the right armor- A shielded protection From toxic arrows and blood spilling sparrows. Just hold strong for the white horse to ride He's on his way to save you...
Meanwhile, the Dragon breathes fire Into the realm where all the fairies live trying desperately to scorch their desire to create all things wonderful. They won't let him win Dear King- They'll fight with a vengeance of light and laughter
The kingdom is falling apart, Be sure to hold tight to your crown- Or better yet, Your heart, Cause Sir King... It's all you really own In this unruly kingdom of "Allalone"