Back of death

This back and
When you eat red meat my
At the vulture that has already eaten
When vampire sugou that all my blood
When that acabanou useless with my life
When foul that feeds
From my meat at the moment
this led to the trap of death.
When I do not understand,
At beings have always fled from me
At beings have always despised me
These beings ungrateful
For those cursed beings
What turned my life
In solitude.
These beings cursed
Malditos beings
These beings outcast
What write this poem
From bitterness.
When that did not have mercy on me
I have to wish him the death