The bird of Hermes is my name eating my wings to keep me tame.

I am the sorrow. I speak with dead. The dead have voices. We choose not to hear them. Only dead can speak with dead. I am the means and the end. They call you. I will bring you to them. Be not afraid. Afraid is a human superstion. You wont be human before long.

Kaharim deheti desh kan gra baen baen en dal.