Blood Runs Cold In My Veins

How long will I hide?
How far will running take me?
Seems I am never free from lies,
Lies that make and undo me.
Lies of love, trust and more,
Why tell me all this now?
More tears fall, more emotions lost.
This can not be what you want.
Me forcing myself to say,
Everything is alright and it's ok.

Royal Blood

In midst of battle when the war-horns blow,
I still believe my prince will come home,
In loud thunder, a roaring applause,
A victory and a new king for all ;

My prince is charming, dark and tall,
He is the one that I wait for,
Behind the walls of his palace keep,
As a woman in love with nothing her own ;

I bring no jewels, no money, no lands,
Just the clothes on my back and a burnt hand,
But my prince he will return to me
He promised, together we shall be -

Once the dawn of victory comes,
And this land is once again home.