I only feel like an angel who was sitting on cloud 9, playing my harp without a care in the world when all of a sudden my wings were Ripped off, sending me plummeting down to hell and the sulfurous Abyss of Pure Misery.
(c) (Hideki Motosuva)
I only feel like an angel who was sitting on cloud 9, playing my harp without a care in the world when all of a sudden my wings were Ripped off, sending me plummeting down to hell and the sulfurous Abyss of Pure Misery.
(c) (Hideki Motosuva)