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