Grimace/vengence grin

They shake my hands outside hell
They say"hey son jump right in"
Like it was a swimming pool
Like it was a fun park

The gates are like those that the naiive are raped on
Deny my impulses to not be one of those
The whole trip and trick makes the devil divine in what he does.

He stabs me through the heart
After wrestling with my demons
Tired still finds the energy
I pull daggers from my shoulders and wipe tears and exclaim
"they took it" you have part of my soul and part rests on earth
So I the mere simple simon
can torture you that your half soul be not sufficient to torment

The gates turn into spiney vines and grow behind me
I am enveloped i become part of hell
Yet the devil weeps
His tears steam off the hot rocks below him
I manage to transfer my grimace into something
more resembling of a grin
God let me go, knowing I would complicate the fallen
evidence of a grin, look closer
it turns into a corridor the end of which darkens

Lucifer wrote out of order for each demon´s
long sharp teeth fell out.
I look into you.