Five Eight, 155. Speeding west on his Motorbike.
Living his best life, Darrell was much too young to die.
He pitched a tent in the waning Light- Cascadian mountainside
Scent of campfire cooking floating into the night.

From the woods they came, uninvited guests
To feast upon Darrel’s tender flesh
So don’t you forget that savory scent on the air
Is a damn good way to attract Grizzly Bears

Screams rip through the hills
Claws and teeth tear entrails

Scattered about the forest floor, a scene of unspeakable horror
Torn into pieces- it was blood guts and gore
Darrel labored his last breath- Undeserving of Brutal Death
All he wanted- to eat some hotdogs. Some hotdogs.

From the woods they came, uninvited guests
To feast upon Darrell’s tender flesh
So don’t you forget that savory scent on the air
Is a damn good way to attract Grizzly Bears

Hunger Overpowers Fear
Predatory Instincts Lead
The Smell of Food So Near
They sense it’s time to feed
Massive Deadly Claws
Strike Helpless Prey
Powerful Snapping Jaws
Cause Blood to Spray

From the woods they came, uninvited guests
To feast upon Darrell’s tender flesh
So don’t you forget that savory scent on the air
Is a damn good way to attract Grizzly Bears