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Recently I've discovered about the deepest fear, fear of death...but...

Not for myself but death robs you something that was yours forever.

Not for myself but for the separation and destruction of what I thought was going to be mine for a long time.

I've spent a lot of time in the dark and I've become insensitive to life.

Everything is meaningless after you lost over and over again in an irreversible way what you took care of and it's rotten now.

Death... I know you, I invoke you to come to me and give me back what was mine or come for me at once!

¿Tiene miedo de mí?...

No debes tener miedo de mí.

¿No me dejarán descansar?... en esto no hay descanso.

Seguirán sabiendo de mí por el resto de sus vidas;