This is...extremely irregular. An...unfamiliar feeling. Very...very human.

It appears to be almost Hogswatch. The Hogfather rarely caters to the dead.

There should be a Hogfather, on Hogswatchnight. If he cannot come here, I can fill in.

Ho. Ho. Ho.

[Oh dear, he's got his festive pillow under his robes. Nobody let him get Hogfather robes from the store, or he's going to keep trying to be jolly]

Feeling this feeling
I've not felt in so long
Feeling this needling
Urging me to sooooong

This mortal music
It has no sense or mind
Tell me why someone would choose it
To use up his little tiiiiiime.

[Yeah, Death's confused. And since he has technically no tone to his voice at all, hearing his singing is something of an experience]

This is...odd.

I am experiencing a strong desire to...sleep. Possibly while sitting around. A kitten is also a pleasant addition. I am also no longer inclined to think or explore.

This is a curious sensation. What is this sensation known as?