Red Gates [Final Version]

Imagine a place that exists beyond, a place thats seldom seen. A place that even the wickedest souls that burn have never been. There was a soul named Damion he was nothing heaven could save, Instead he was cast to the flames of hell to serve an eternal grave. Even in the after life things don't always go as planned, Satan's realm sees ludacy, it's hectic and over jammed. Damion burned his spot in hell right until his dying day. So the wagons took his sorry soul and taunted him all the way. They finally reached that resting place an endless pit of fire. But Damion had escaped through the back door of Satan's lair. Damion ran as far as he could before his legs began decaying. There were many dead trees, a blood red sky and headless children playing. A wicked man with a long black tongue saw Damions legs were dead, So he layed on top of Damion and then licked the back of his neck and said: Fuck the Devil Fuck That Shit, We believe in life legit. If you hearing what we say, Why you throw your soul away? Damion crawled for many hours, in puddles of blood he lay. Torchered by everything he saw yet wishing along the way. His arms decayed and fell off his body as he rolled along the floor, Still trying not too look back, as if something else were in store. The clouds above were dark and hot, yet dripping with blood rain. The ground infested with rodents that crawled throughout his veins. As Damion laid there, hells screams could still be heard. This blood red sky would flicker with the torchering that occured. Thinking that he had escaped every scream he heard he laughed. Headless children pointed and urinated in his path. He finally saw some fortress gates so he quickly rolled into it. These red gates were the front doors of hell, He never knew it.