Posted 12/15/2018 18:00:00
The poor little IR cards.
Transcript1 //song lyrics over images of burnt infrared viewer cards
In the arms of the angels... far away from here
2
From this dark cold hotel room... and the endlessness you fear
3
You are pulled from the wreckage... of your silent reverie
4
You're in the arms of the angels, may you fiind some comfort here.
Ashley: Will you be an angel for a helpless infrared viewer card?
Ashley: Every day innocent IR cards are abused, burned, and melted, and they're crying out for help.
Ashley: Your donation to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to IR Cards could save IR cards from horrifying situations (that are mostly Mike's fault) and deliver the care they need.
In the arms of the angels... far away from here
2
From this dark cold hotel room... and the endlessness you fear
3
You are pulled from the wreckage... of your silent reverie
4
You're in the arms of the angels, may you fiind some comfort here.
Ashley: Will you be an angel for a helpless infrared viewer card?
Ashley: Every day innocent IR cards are abused, burned, and melted, and they're crying out for help.
Ashley: Your donation to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to IR Cards could save IR cards from horrifying situations (that are mostly Mike's fault) and deliver the care they need.
