Make me, take me, emotionally rape

I had a dream last night About when you were mine The streets ran red with blood It mixed into the mud You were a chamber maid in Spain The king grew fond of you Confined you to his room I was a soldier then I rallied many men We stormed the castle just for you Coming for you, ready or not Nothing s gonna stop my sword from swinging through anyone between me and you Coming for the girl in the tower For the one who brings the king down to his knee