Rigid posture and stone-cold eyes
Frosted heart, cold as ice.
Noble bearing, proud and strong
Always perfect, never do wrong.
Unwavering gaze, unflinching touch
Give up something you cherish so much
Emotional armor like chainmail suit
The voice within you remaining mute.
Royal blood and shortcomings to condone
A castle-full of people, yet you're alone.
No one can dwell in darkness forever
Sooner or later he has to come out.
There's always hope after the storm
Sun behind the clouds of doubt.
So tell me how to reach out
Pray, guide me where to start.
To bring the softness back to your eyes
And to melt your frozen heart.