Kill the King

The evil wizard has delayed my call.
I tried to make it thru, but was attacked.
The seven dragons flying o'er his wall
descended 'pon my frozen form, then snacked.
I drew my sword and tok the first three down.
Two more I caught with my returning swing.
I sliced the final two heads to the ground
and sprinted toward the tower to kill the king.
He's held you in his clutches far too long.
I'll taste his blood before the rising sun.
I'll hold my trumpet high and play your song.
The sleeping village then will know I've won.
The melody will raise the sun to set
and all the land will know the name Lisette.