I believe that on any trip to heaven, there are always detours through hell.
My friend Angela, she’s no angel. But my friend Demonica, she’s aptly named.
A demon obsessed with being human is a demon no longer
Why don’t you just call me a hooker while you’re at it?
Choices are exhibited through the notions of free will,temptation challenges them.
You answer to none but the whim of your own black heart.
Sun and snow is an Angel’s glow, but storm and rain? That’s a Demon’s bane.