Gostar disso:

Again my inner demons slashed in pieces my entire soul . My dead body, chained to the earth, walks to nowhere without feelings, without happiness…empty…putrefying. I feel the worms eating my flesh, drinking my blood…but none of this is compared with the pain of sorrow.
Again my demons hurt me with uncomparable pain, letting me with no sense nor desire of live. Those same demons don’t let me die to relieve my suffering. And I live like an undead, walking with no existence.
That’s my fate!