The Death Of Anne Boleyn

It is for the grimmest of duties

My services are required today

A mighty Queen has fallen

From her all shall be taken away

The King has summoned me from my home

I dare not ignore his call

The stage is set, the die is cast

Forever and for all

The sun shines bright this May morning

Summer will be here soon

This fair lady shall never see another summer

For today she meets her doom

She's a witch, a whore, the King has said

Even with her own brother, no less

Whether it's true, God only knows

What secrets may lie within her breast

I see her kneeling on the straw

She reminds me of a wounded deer

Her eyes, dear God, her eyes are enough

To make one braver than I quake in fear

Suddenly the sword is heavy in my hands

Suddenly the sun blinds my eyes

One swift stroke is all that is needed

To bring an end to her life

I cannot, I simply cannot, yet I must

The King's orders I must obey

I beg God's forgiveness, and hers as well

How I wish there were some other way