We find our brave lady errant
Uther's rightful scion
Banished for magical talent.
Morgana gains legions
She dreams o'the sword of a regent
When found, she'll rule Albion
Lady Morgana awakens
The first steps are taken
In a thickly wooded bower
She roams throughout the wild,
Wielding magic of great power.
For this she is exiled
With fair Camelot's tall towers
She hopes to reconcile
None but brave Gwen came to her aid
Soon their plans will be laid
In Camelot's court Uther rules
Wizards fear for their lives
Prince Arthur puts up with the fool
Merlin tries to survive
To save his prince he oft must duel
The dragon, he connives
Kilgharrah tells them of a sword
In a lake unexplored
When Morgana was just a girl
Her dreams often came true
She saw drowned in a fiery swirl
Mother bidding adieu
She found her dead, choked on a pearl
Her fierce grief grew and grew
Then she was treated by Gaius
Whose draughts kept dreams quiet
A true cure, Gaius could not find
Always the dreams returned
Day and night visions plagued her mind
For peaceful sleep she yearned
She saw them tortured and confined.
Innocents all were burned
Druids caught for their ablutions
Fire of executions
When Morgana took to her bed
Guinevere would nurse her,
Calm the storm that raged in her head.
Inseparable they were
When she learned she was deceived
Her wrath Gaius incurred
Guinevere, was loyal and brave
Morgana she did save.
Guinevere with skin like copper
Came to her lady's side
Unbidden, she traveled with her.
In a dark cave, Gwen spied
Bradamante's lance and armor.
Taking them, she supplied
All those she met with defeat
Thieves and knights she'd unseat
Jointly they gathered an army
Under their own banner
Seeking to reign honorably
Like Druids, the Soldiers
Swore fealty to their lady
No men had been truer
All were surely tried and tested
Their vows she accepted
Morgana saw a glittering sword
Held by a maiden fair
"It's yours." She hangs on every word.
Thrown by the maid, mid-air
Glimmering it falls in a fjord
"You, are the rightful heir."
Morgana awakes with a start
Fate quivers in her heart.
Morgana and Guinevere go
To seek the sword and crown
On the way they find trials, though
They can't find their way 'round
First, a quest they must undergo
Solve riddles of renown
Meanwhile Arthur and Merlin aim
to undertake the same.
Encamped in a dark pine forest
At the base of a peak
Morgana's army takes their rest
While the two ladies seek
The lake and the path that is best
The outlook it seems bleak
Morgan begins to doubt her dream
She and Gwen start to scheme
“We must consult the high priestess
She will have an answer
If she finds favor she'll help us
But we must appease her”
At dawn they climbed to her fortress
Wind and snow did holler:
"Welcome seekers of caliburn
I know what you must learn"
At the peak stands a wrinkled crone
"Two tests you must withstand"
If you are to ascend the throne
To find the hidden land
If your sharp wits are truly shown
A map you'll have in hand
Consider now these questions three
Correctly answer me.”
"O' what is louder than the horn?"
"The thunder of a storm"
"O' what is sharper than a thorn?"
"The cold in need of warm."
"O what is worse than woman was?’
"Man, rotten to his core."
Thus Morgana gives her replies.
Wonderment fills Gwen's eyes
With knowledge of Avalon's lake
Together they decamp
And make their way without mistake
To her shores, which are damp
Thick with mist, hiding the daybreak
whereupon they encamp.
No sooner have they settled in
Wort appears with Merlin.
On the shores of Lake Avalon
The two great armies meet
They battle from dawn until dawn
Still there's no clear defeat
Gwen leads the troops hither and yon
Many knights she unseats
So she sends Morgana in turn
To claim her Caliburn
On the battlefield cries ring out
Iron swords clash and clang
'Tis push and shove, and scream and shout
Swords scraping on shields sang
Camelot's forces they did rout
From every nook they sprang
Druids use their magic ancient
Merlin fights enchantments
When Gwen has pushed the knights against
the mountain pass narrow
She knows she can hold her defence
Fighting hard she won't slow
She to the lake Morgana sends
To find the sword aglow
In her place she does steadfastly
Command the men bravely
And while Morgana was away
Gwen did unseat Arthur
Then they fought hard in the melee
Blow for blow he matched her
Gasping she tumbled in the fray
Then he pierced her armor
Once on the ground she moaned and groaned
Hot blood ran down her gown
Morgana meets the guardian
Of fine Excalibur
Her wits are tested once again
Of victory, she's sure
With hero's strength the blade she gains
Returns to battle pure
But there she finds, sweet Gwen wounded
And vows her revenge unbounded
In the water Morgana wades
Around her ripples form
Far away sounds of battle fade
She slips beneath the foam
There in the deep a lady stayed
Her beauty felt like home
She filled the lake with golden light
Her radiance lit the night
A song Nimueh begins to sing
Echoing through the sea
"I know my dear, what gifts you bring
why you have come to me
You shall rule better than a king
With wit and sorcery.
Before you can have Caliburn
You must its greatness earn."
"Why seek you to rule Camelot
Sit on her ancient throne?"
"Because her glory is forgot
Her honor is unknown
Her sorcerers are cruelly caught
Justice the courts disown.
I will restore her righteous days
And all shall sing her praise."
“Well said my daughter, you have learned
Now you have earned your prize
Take mighty shining Caliburn
Be sure to use him wise
For grave has the battlefield turned
Injured Gwen nearly dies
Go now to her and retaliate
If not you'll meet harsh fate”
Morgana turns to battle's heat
To find Gwen unconscious
In combat she performs great feats
Fighting Arthur, dauntless
She drives him to a true defeat
Leaving Arthur lifeless
With great care she returns to Gwen
Heals her and rules from then
She returns to help her soldiers,
Finds poor Gwen fallen down
Shaking her she tries to tell her
"Gwen, I've secured the crown"
Still Guinevere seems to slumber
"The guilty I'll hunt down"
So truly for her friend she cares
Revenge Morgana swears
Before Morgana takes her leave
Gwen stirs very slightly
"It was Arthur" she softly breathes
Morgan goes forthrightly
To find him as day turns to eve,
He is fighting deftly.
She casts a spell of mighty force,
knocks men off their horses.
She marches up to the great prince
Who is standing frozen
“At last,” said she, “it’s two years since
Battle we had chosen.”
Chivalry Arthur did evince
“This battle can be done,
We needn’t fight, your general’s dead
Lay the Crown on my head”
Slowly she draws Excalibur
Glinting in morning sun
He gasps, she smirks at his pallor
He knows his time has come
She advances, they deftly spar
Neither one dares to run
The clanking of their swords rings out
She stabs him with a shout
He falls back, crying "I'm wounded"
She shows him no mercy
One swift stroke did sever his head
He has not time to plea
There amongst the dung heaps and dead
He dies in misery
Morgana takes his crown pristine
And declares herself queen
Running, she looks for Guinevere
Finds her barely breathing
Her condition is quite severe
She's in need of healing
Morgana sees the problem clear
Begins her conjuring.
Cutting off her dark hair, she binds
Gwen's wounds with strands entwined
As Morgana casts enchantments
Guinevere starts to stir
She awakes, no longer dormant
Sees her queen smile at her
Hears her praise her lady gallant
"Let's away to th'towers
Of Camelot, where we shall reign
and Uther's men restrain"
For many years no war was found
Inside fair Camelot
Sweet grain and water did abound
Peace Morgana's rule brought
Sorcery was used all around
No more were witches caught
She and Gwen reigned long, wise and fair
And for their people cared