Fire and Gold

I was born on the night of a storm
In a land torn apart
No male heir for this kingdom
Darkened my Father's heart

How could I know then my life?
How strong I'd have to be
Motherless and bastardized
But God chose me

Can I be great like my Father?
Will I be loved by my people?
In the shadow of my Mother
Can I change her tale?

Now I stand on the edge of a storm
A crown of fire and gold
God chose me for this kingdom
Bound for England's throne

Now I stand on the edge of a storm