From all of the places where I have been

The Tower of London is where my heart sings

Where I found home

Our children would grow, and claim the Tudor throne

From all the places where I have been...

Down on the streets the people await

My final ordeal, his final betrayal

The place I called home

Repelled me and so will mark my grave as unknown

Down on the streets the people await...

Here in this tower up high, all the memories collide

Our love is now deranged and will soon be erased

I have become like her of Aragon

May your devious lies, forever terrorize

The innocence you gave that condemned me to my grave

Rebember who I've been, not my earthly sins

'cause when the hour strikes you and I are alike

The crowd's blackhearted and vile

No one saw through his wiles

Forcefully I stride, my head held up high

I have become like her of Aragon

May your devious lies, forever terrorize

The innocence you gave that condemned me to my grave

Rebember who I've been, not my earthly sins

'cause when the hour strikes you and I are alike

The toxic feel of oppression

Lifts me – hands and feet

Onto the chant the people are singing:

"We bask in your defeat!"

There! On the scaffold I see him!

The man called 'the Sword of Calais'

Now Father above, what's the use of praying

When a king is eager to slay!

Bare feet, bare skin, oh the end is near!

Henry? Why have you not come to wield the sword yourself?

Such a coward king!

May your devious lies, forever terrorize

The innocence you gave that condemned me to my grave

Rebember who I've been, not my earthly sins

Now the hour strikes you and I...

May your devious lies forever terrorize you!

Oh Lord lay your wrath upon him!

Recall who I've been: Anne Boleyn