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