A ballad written from the point of veiw of a maiden searching for her love |
The Beast My love was a warrior A strong hearted man The beast was a terror That my love tried to ban The beast plagued our village It hunted us all My love went to fight it He rode off proud and tall So I followed after To watched him battle the beast He was sure he would win And come home to a feast He fought long and hard And deeply injured his foe But the beast was too strong It broke his sword, spear, and bow It grabbed him in claw And flew far away The killer of men Had captured its prey Now I stood before it Preparing to fight I prayed to my God For his righteous might I had hunted all day To find its cave Now here I stood Trying to be brave Vicious claws like knives Rigid scales like gold A feline body Fearsome to behold Long sharp teeth Keen eyes dancing with glee I saw the beast And the beast saw me It tossed back its head And threw open its jaw It let out a roar The sound of hell’s deepest flaw I drew my sword And steeled my will It sharpened its claws Eager for the kill It had stolen my love The beast stole him from me I was here to retrieve him I would set my love free I looked past the beast And saw my love by the wall Unconscious, unmoving And deaf to my call My sword shone ever ready My heart beat ever strong I charged the fearless beast My battle cry a piercing song |