No Mercy by MEAD FREAK

In a trance-like state of fury he was so powerful,
the dreaded Berserker, pure madness from the north.
He charged through the enemy lines, cut them down,
all before him fell, all behind him lay dead,
adrenaline rushed through his boiling blood,
pain had no affect on him, he could only cause it to others,
possessed with animal instincts,he had no fear of death.
Fear the Berserker! Feel your blood curdle as he bites his shield!