Once I was a deceiver, crossing seas of my own, till I met this wretched sailor, who promised me to open the door*
In exchange, we asked for a favor: to put on a cross at dawn
Elijah, why have you chosen me? I'm rather fond of man and love the sea. I do not want to see you drown - fishmongers will hide you deep and hunt me down. They'll praise you and then, they'll k** you and then, they'll eat you and then they'll drink you. They'll use you and then forget you
Elijah, I hope you were right; you'll save mankind and meet your dad d**h... I'm begging you, before you leave, open that door and let me in
If you do sell him now, yours is the prize - we'll forever remember your name, Judas Iscariot