They say that crowns are reserved for kings
That jewels are the realm for those who deserve them
And in the blink of an eye
In the changing of the wind, fortunes change
Through every shipwreck comes the chance to begin again
To rebuild anew atop the mistakes of the past
Out of death comes life
We come to you, the soul of a proud knight
and the trash filled mind of a laser bathed socialite
Let us begin the story now