There are so many questions about death... I like to think there's a dark angel whose mission is taking away the life. Someone to blame when nothing left... someone to hate. Even when we can't see his deadly kiss we can feel his oppresive presence that stain every single moment with a black veil. The Death, that overwhelming face that keeps the soul of the dead into the sea of sorrow and pain. Does Death has a soul? Does Death feels pain and sorrow? Or it's just a insensitive being that love taking away life and sow the fields with dead?