"Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.. " On this the fifth of May - el dia de la chica muerta viva! - I rise again to conquer SuicideGirls.com. Shedding my fare for the river styx as well as every last shred of my funeral attire, I am reborn; RESURRECTED. Death, which people fear to be the greatest evil, turns out to be awfully seductive