Elite forces cloaked in fur
un sensitive to pain,
Buried deep beneath
a sect worshipping Odin
Only knowing one true way
in battle to obtain.
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Anything, everything in
an uncontested way
Crushing Fires set in the dark
blazing on through the night
Berserker rage up from deep
in the heart undying will for the fight
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Hazeled fields lay precise,
a challenge met with great strike
Berserker, Feel the double edged
blade meet the soul that it takes
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Burn the village to a smoldering ash
Pain left in the past
Strike quick and kill the fast
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Feeling for life no more
My lust for death is pure
Numb to the pain I endure
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Don't even try as I am in your path
Call to god with our last breath
Feel the berserker's wrath
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Taking apart of the helm
All of the peace has fell
Now I control this realm
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