Youngest Of Widows - Serenity

She found her homeland, she’s heir to the throne

She fought all her battles alone

1567, there’s a lord lying dead on frozen ground

Who did pull the wires in this plot?

Will the murderer ever be found?

Maybe she knows more than she pretends to know

About his passing

Who says a queen does never lie?

She found her homeland in chaos and war

The youngest of widows, a heart deeply sore

Raised far away, but heir to the throne

She fought all her battles alone

1587, winter’s grey, hatchets lay by scaffold’s side

Wears two rosaries, dressed in black she appears

Face veiled in white

Guilty for high treason, that’s the reason for the execution

Now by the hangman’s hand she’ll die