Artista: Cult Of Luna
  Canción: Following Betulas

Awaken in the silent night
Alone, inland hysteria
I am a stranger in this land
Here | kneel before you 
Oh, solemn glory
Standing together on the hill
Nothing is spoken, but understood
Below, a procession of wooden men
Swinging their tree trunks in the wind
The white birches are alive, they are marching