 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitch in Black , by - Sólstafir. Song from the album Í Blóði Og Anda (In Blood and Spirit), in the genre
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitch in Black , by - Sólstafir. Song from the album Í Blóði Og Anda (In Blood and Spirit), in the genre Release date: 10.11.2013
Record label: Season of Mist
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitch in Black , by - Sólstafir. Song from the album Í Blóði Og Anda (In Blood and Spirit), in the genre
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitch in Black , by - Sólstafir. Song from the album Í Blóði Og Anda (In Blood and Spirit), in the genre | Bitch in Black | 
| 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 | 
| Name | Year | 
|---|---|
| Fjara | 2012 | 
| Ótta | 2014 | 
| Silfur-Refur | 2017 | 
| Miðaftann | 2014 | 
| Ísafold | 2017 | 
| Nárós | 2017 | 
| Hula | 2017 | 
| Lágnætti | 2014 | 
| Dagmál | 2014 | 
| Bláfjall | 2017 | 
| Miðdegi | 2014 | 
| Hvít Sæng | 2017 | 
| Drýsill | 2020 | 
| Dýrafjörður | 2017 | 
| Nón | 2014 | 
| Rismál | 2014 | 
| Pale Rider | 2009 | 
| Djákninn | 2012 | 
| Þín Orð | 2012 | 
| Necrologue | 2009 |