A suit of armor, a sword that needs to feed,
And a man that became overcome with insatiable needs.
He took the whole set and yet didn't recall
How he got it, took it home, or anything at all.
He would just stare at the armor, worrying his wife,
Not knowing how these objects would change his life.
When he finally put it on, he made the ultimate change.
He became angrier, monstrous, and his skin became strange.
A samurai Demon that's sword needed blood,
Who would kill so many, it's sustenance did flood.
Stuck in a horrible, blood-thirsty state,
Who is this monster so full of hate?