He was right

[general_suspect]

You think you hear demons,
I think you are the demon
In this place where images are born
You remember your childhood,
Oh, fire in sequences

The sun goes down, filling the air with color
Winds lift you up to god, lift you up to god

You fall to your knees, and embrace the storm
You know longer care, if it's cold, if it's warm

You live for the danger, like your passion and your anger
You don't let go
You like to be twisted, by the force
You like to be shaken by the wind

I know, you know, watchin' you go is like dyin'
Is like dyin'

You take it to the limit
When the winds come up
Crazy men, crazy women
Cryin' out for love
You like to savor
But you just can't give it up

You'd rather be wrapped up, in the arms of a storm
You'd rather be wrapped up, in the arms of a storm

Crazy men, crazy women
In the arms of a storm
The sun goes down...well the sun goes down
Chasin' down the demons...chasin down the demons
You think you hear demons...you think you hear demons
Cryin' out for love...I think you are the demon
Chasin' down the demons...the sun goes down
Chasin' the demons down...oh, the sun goes down
You'd rather be wrapped up...the sun goes down
In the arms of a storm...chasin' down the demons
Chasin' the demons...they're cryin' out for love
Love

Oh Hiro. You were so right.
He is the devil.