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"