Blackroot Bell (March of Metdonner) [Lutzrigs Answer to Quest 1]

©2026 by @lutztig25 | All rights reserved Lyrics written and owned by @lutztig25 This song may only be used with a clear reference and Link to the original song in the lyrics, for remixing or for a mashup. Dieser Song darf nur mit deutlichem Hinweis und Link auf den Originalsong in den Lyrics, zum Remixen oder für ein Mashup verwendet werden. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣴⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⣴⣤⣦⣦⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⣬⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠦⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⡿⣿⣿⡮⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠐⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⠛⠿⠟⢿⣿⣿⡿⢻⠋⠁⠠⠴⡛⢋⣽⣼⠖⠀⠀⠀⣀⣴ ⢘⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢼⣯⣤⡤⣤⡄⣠⡂⢖⡒⠒⣂⠾⢻⣸⣿⣸⣢⣴⣶⣿⣿⣿ ⢨⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢽⣿⣳⣾⢧⣿⣷⡍⠛⣛⡦⠾⣱⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⢸⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣾⣿⣶⠿⣿⠿⠛⠂⣀⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡻⣝ ⠘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣿⢹⠇⠅⣠⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣯ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠷⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⡲⣍⢏⡛⠿⠿ ⠀⠀⠀⣠⣤⣀⠀⡀⢞⠻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡞⡴⢈⠆⡁ ⠀⠀⠀⠻⢿⣿⣿⣜⠨⠑⠂⠈⠙⠿⣿⣿⣿⡹⢣⢏⡝⡛⠿⡛⠏⠜⠐⠁⠂⠀ *********************** [Intro | Storm wind outside tavern | Nervous horse snorting | Distant bell toll] [Spoken | Half drunken but excited] The others heard fear in that bell. I heard a challenge. Father says I must return for the wedding. HA! Brunhilde the Furious will simply have to wait a little longer. There are cursed bells to break... gold to earn... songs to sing... and far too many taverns still standing. [Outside: massive horse neighs angrily] Easy there, Master Zwergenschreck! I hear ye! [WAR DRUM begins slowly] [Verse 1 | Marching rhythm | Low male vocal] My mighty horse stomped through the rain A Tralloper giant without a chain Master Zwergenschreck screamed for war While thunder rolled from door to door No sunrise came to Blackroot town Grey dead fields and roots grown down The inn grew silent, cold with dread While whispers crawled through every head But I stood up with tankard high And laughed beneath the darkened sky "If bells want war, then let them ring! A dwarf still drinks! A dwarf still sings!" [Pre-Chorus | Building gang vocals] One road eastward Black pine rain One cursed village Without day again [Chorus | Massive marching chant] Raise the mead! Face the bell! No hollow grave shall drag us hell! Stamp your boots! Hold the line! No cursed dawn shall steal what's mine! HEY! HEY! March through root and mud again! HEY! HEY! Follow proud Metdonner men! [Verse 2 | Faster rhythm | Tavern crowd joins] The woods grew thick, the daylight thin That cursed bell rang beneath my skin I saw good folk begin to shake As chapel shadows slowly waked So I raised Winnifred on high And roared against the dying sky: "Tarja! Keep the fearful strong! Borin! Give the road a song!" "Vaelen! Let your wolves run wide! Craig! Keep sharp steel at our side!" And through the trees and choking rain Our marching voices rose again [Pre-Chorus | Bigger drums] No fear behind us No dark ahead For dwarven songs Outshout the dead [Chorus | Full tavern gang vocals] Raise the mead! Face the bell! No hollow grave shall drag us hell! Stamp your boots! Hold the line! No cursed dawn shall steal what's mine! HEY! HEY! March through root and mud again! HEY! HEY! Follow proud Metdonner men! [Bridge | Slow Doom Section | Bell tolls louder] [Half spoken] The wells still whispered under stone... The chapel breathed like flesh and bone... And somewhere deep beneath the hill Something ancient waited still... [Low bell toll] But no fear walks where dwarves still sing. [Instrumental Break | BAGPIPE solo → heavy doom riff → marching drums] [Final Chorus | Maximum energy | Anti-fear chant] Raise the mead! Break the spell! Tonight we drown that cursed bell! Axes high! Voices strong! If dawn won't come— WE BRING OUR OWN! HEY! HEY! March through root and mud again! HEY! HEY! Metdonner leads the way through pain! [Outro | Marching fades into storm] [Spoken] Blackroot Hollow... We're coming.