I am death.
I am the knife that cuts,
I am the flesh that is torn.
I am the finger on the trigger,
I am the open wound.
I am death.
I am the murderer.
I am the victim.
I am the life lost.
I am the life gone.
I am death.
I am the cause,
I am the consequence.
I am the darkness that covers,
I am the beast that lurks.
I am death.
I am the disease,
I am the sickness.
I am the sadness,
I am the mourning.
I am death.
I am the life remembered.
I am the love that carries on.
I am the tear shed.
I am the joyful song.
I am death.
I am the legacy.
I am the memories.
I am the love felt.
I am the love remembered.
I am death.
I am the salvation,
I am the after.
I am the comma,
I am the ultimate.
I am death.
I am the relief.
I am the faithful’s pause,
I am the sinner’s eternity.
I am all seen and unseen.
Soy muerte. Soy vida.