Catherine Howard's fate

Oh, to my dearest ruler and lord,
Merciful husband,
Nobelest of kings.
Your heart of gold has long since tarnished.
In my champer
What will the morning bring?

Whas it my heart that doth betray me
Cause I loved more than one man?

Is it true your wear a wounded spirit?
Pray let me mend it and make our love anew.

Allow me to be your humble servant
Once again, as before.
Are you like the others, so quick to judge?
And for this the queen must fall.

Whas it my heart that doth betray me
Cause I loved more than one man?

Truth within the writings of a letter
Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howards fate.
Truth within the writings of a letter
Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howards fate...