She said to me there’s nothing I like
As a young man’s arm bound with spikes
And songs that echo through the wood
Her face was hidden but I knew
Girls like this are very few
Then she drew back her hood
I’d seen her 'round so it seems
Blond non black her colour schemes
Chains wrapped round her slender waist
Beauty like a grove of birches
Eyes that glare like burning churches
She offered me her soul
Travelled as a seal across the sea
Found her there waiting for me We knew that we were as one
'neath the midnight sun, northern June
Heathens baying at the moon
This I know will last beyond forever
Round he is, seems flat as a board
This altar of the werewolf lords
Wolfbitch howling 'neath the moon
Score into your flesh my runes
Valkyrie whore, bitch in black
Yearn to see you on your back
On all fours 'neath the moon
Cut into our palms the runes
Seen her 'round, so it seems
Blond non black her colour schemes
Chains wrapped round her slender waist
Beauty like a grove of birches
Eyes that glare like burning churches
She offered me her soul
Travelled as a seal across the sea
Found her there waiting for me We knew that we were as one
'neath the midnight sun, northern June
Heathens baying at the moon
This I know will last beyond forever
Round he is, seems flat as a board
This altar of the werewolf lords
Wolfbitch howling 'neath the moon
Cut into our palms the runes
Valkyrie whore, bitch in black
Yearn to see you on your back
On all fours 'neath the moon
Score into your flesh my runes