Cleansing the torn souls - The Jikininki

Intro

The jikininki are cursed souls after death who feed on human's flesh as a need not a desire (much like vampires). They hate themselves and hate their bad actions but have no choice.

Poem

I am a corruptor of life

I am respresenting evil as it strifes

Feeding on human's meat

From that I must eat

My consience starts to heat

My cravings I can not defeat

You would think it's some myth

But without flesh I can not exist

I am but a cursed soul

Hating myself, regretting it all

We all vandalize

But you must generalize

And call me a demon

Give me peace to live in

I am the Jikininki

There is no devil like me

I am no devil

For my soul comes from heaven

Forever I am in torture

With the guilt of no mortal

I apologize to mankind

To every soul I've defied

I have come to apologize

I can now see why you must generalize

Myself, I despise

I shall spend eternity in demise