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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