The Berserker

T’was in medieval times

That there were warriors so strong

That nae anyone would want to fight

For to the berserker’s they belonged

 Fearsome warriors that many a fable said

Would turn into a wolf or bear

Screaming and yelling into the midst

 Of their enemies’ lair

For on their back t’was not a kilt they wore

But the skin of a wolf or bear

 Eyes that would take on an evil glow

Of their anger ye must beware

They worshiped the God Odhinn

Who appeared dancing with a bear

T’was just a worshiper…

.A berserker

Consuming drugs and drink

Donning their heads and skins

There secret gothic rituals 

Would finally begin

A magical immunity to weapons

Induced by their God Odhinn

Put spells to protect and shield

Form weapons used against them

Dying their bodies so as to scare

The berserker natural ferocity

Gave all their enemies

Much to fear

Berserkers could perform feats

That seemed impossible to other men

For these were no ordinary warriors

These Vikings from another land