Taught by her mother in the arts, rode on animals, men and dead things Travelled to meet and greet and serve her lord, the evil Master She was given ointments to heal, to fly over fields and take the grain Sucked up the sap and threw it back to bring misfortune, bad harvest The witch's bonfire flared on the hills She fled south to escape the flames Hired to share her ancient wisdom And was paid in kind with meals When old, scrawny, grimy and crooked the minister told the gathering Not to seek her service for help or to bring her food and gifts The Witch in anger sought revenge, took communion along with the rest In secret she spat and despised when the holy name was spoken In the woods she met with her Master He gave to her a cursed black seed She placed it on the pathway On which the minister used to walk In the following morning as the minister prepared his speech It was obliterated from his mind; he knew at once whom to blame A warrant issued for her arrest, she was taken to the castle vault In the hearings she sat silently, as the evil one stopped her tongue Then the vicar came to her, taught her in the doctrine of bliss He induced her to come clean and she confessed to all her crimes Sentenced to be beheaded And executed on the gallows hill They say she was repentant As she entered the realms of death They say that she was fearful As she met the eternal rest