| Behold the northern plains | |
| the entwined wintry mountains | |
| Seasons of the cold, haven of the bold | |
| the greatest column, the bearer of the sky | |
| The winds are stirring and blurring | |
| the seditious omen of erosion | |
| A frozen spear of disharmony | |
| the shattering yet celestial notion | |
| Through the forests, wandering | |
| Through the valleys, hasting | |
| Upon the mountain shoulder, bleeding | |
| The summit, the release of mind | |
| The winds are stirring and blurring | |
| the seditious omen of erosion | |
| A frozen spear of disharmony | |
| the shattering yet celestial notion | |
| The rough side of the mountain | |
| climb the bastion of existence | |
| Hail this mountain, cherish these paths | |
| the vast outskirts, the verge of existence | |
| Where the winds sweep, corrode and explode | |
| Behold the northern plains | |
| Behold the wintry mountains | |
| Hail this mountain, cherish these paths | |
| the vast outskirts, the verge of existence | |
| Where the winds sweep, corrode and explode | |
| The momentum of horizon | |
| the call of Mount Regency |