Childe Wynde

Castle of Bamburgh their lived
The kings of Northumberland
A small village, deep in granite
An old king with two children

Childe Wynde was off at war
Margaret took care of home
A new queen in the manor
Cold beauty and cruel nature
A great banquet favored Margaret
And tensions grew with the queen
The queen cast her evil spell
And Margaret woke as a Dragon

The transformation horror
Exhausted poor Margaret
And she passed out, bright and early
The castle fills with cries
Hungry dragon Margaret

Everyone ran in fear
The dragon coiled on Spindlestone Heugh
The people gathered, found wizards
Who denounced the queen's evil

Word was sent to childe Wynde
King refused to believe
Childe Wynde sailed for England
A ship made from sorb wood

Come upon a spectacle
Sprites on the peaks of waves
Dazzling teeth and blazing eyes
They circled around the main mast
Skittle sapwood saves the ship
Sprites retreat, ship gains shore
Queen alone conceives new spells
Dragon stopping, blocked the ship

Twice beaten Childe Wynde
Landed a shore further down
Gulls spout, a fog engulfs them
Scary face upon the fog

Childe Wynde drew sword
As he faced the Dragon
Dragon gave a great cry
Hearing Margaret's voice inside
How to save her
Sheathed his sword
Kneeled in front of the dragon
Breath burned cheeks and eyes
Twice childe Wynde kissed poisonous lips
Sharp blades, lacerating mouth
Childe Wynde gave the final kiss
And the Dragon decayed

Melted into Margaret
They took her to the castle
All happy but the queen
Childe Wynde and the queen

Sapwood skittle against the strand
He found her in the corner
Fear in her eyes
Branch of the Sorb
The rod touched the queen
A cry and then a toad
Childe Wynde laughing
A croak from a cave