Bezerker Rage

The sky is starless,
The moon is red,
The beast has awaked ,
It needs to be fed.

Its chased out your house ,
Its chased you through the streets,
Its chased you into the woods,
You now run bare feet.

The pebbles are hard ,
The rocks are sharp,
Your feet now bleed,
the skin torn.

Its on your tail,
It nips your heels,
It clawed your back,
Your skin its peeled.

It makes its final leap,
To tackle its prey,
You lay on the ground wordless to say.

It tears through your flesh ,
It naws at your bones,
The bezerker rage has won,
And you have now become apart of the set sun.