AC/DC- Hells Bells
Wherever we were when he revealed himself, was not inside my head. The images of my past memories are swimming around me now. Up until I became a "witch", no one wanted anything to do with me. Everyone steered clear. All of a sudden, everyone has a f*****g quest for me to finish for them. Everyone is looking at me as if I have all the answers. Demons, archdemons, the other witches. Why me? Out of all the other powerful witches, why does it have to be me? I just wanted to play music. I wanted to make people dance and leave the shitty reality they live in for a few minutes. That had been my calling.
Now, here I am standing in the center of my subconscious waiting for the archdemon who wants to free his people from mine to appear. He wants to make a grand show for
