Hallelujah The King is Dead.

"Only the soul of my Anabell Lee could turn me unto thee"
A fire burns, the night inplodes as he blazes a path through the sea.
His thoughts are empty, conscience is dead as he flys into the sky.
He loved but once, but the king interfered, and now the king will die.
"I loved her with a passion unknown to those who lord above this land."
So he carries on this backwards crusade with vengance in his hands.
"Tonight your army falls.
Taste the blood from your knives.
Tonight I'm breaking through your walls.
Tonight I save our lives."