Rules of Music Meme:

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterwards; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do 5 of these, then post.

Higher High (Epica)

It was nice Sunday afternoon. They were in the park, together... Again...
Crowley's eyes were well hidden behind his shades otherwise Aziraphale would probably notice the way his gaze wandered aimlessly. Then he momentarily stopped – gazing on a small blue patch in the sky which was squished between heavy grey clouds, his lips formed in sad smile. He still didn't know, how should he feel about Those-up-there. After the Apocalypse-that-wasn't, it seemed that at least they decided to leave the world be, for which he was quite grateful...

We will rock you (Queen)

There were cars and then there was Bentley – his Bentley. Any car owner would be mad if somebody did something like this to their car. But there are those any other car owners and then there is Crowley. Poor stupid teenagers with their spray-cans... They will never know what have they done with their lives...

Until the End (Xandria)

They didn't understand why it took them so long. They were the best enemies-frenemies-friends for so long. From the beginning of time (literally...). And even then it took one failed Apocalypse to finally tell each other what they really felt for them. (Luckily, then it went quite fast...)

Chemical Insomnia (Epica)

Aziraphale couldn't understand many thing – for example modern society. But there was one other thing he absolutely couldn't pinpoint why would somebody even try to do. Drugs – the whole business about selling fake feelings. At first he suspected that it was Down-Below's doing, but his friendly demon actually admitted (with a bit of shame) that it is entirely human's invention – Hell doesn't even need to support it.

The Essence of Silence (Epica)

If there is something Crowley absolutely hates about people, it is one type of behaviour. He personally calls it Devil-made-me-do-that syndrome and it means just that – but with no actual devil/demon/entity than "affected person" involved. What Crowley especially despises is when somebody tries to use this as an excuse while talking to him. Then usually devil makes them do really weird things.