GATES OF HELL - Hoody Black MetalRU and breath that hangs rancidly

and breath that hangs rancidly in the air like fog shifting over a desolate moorland in the dead of night

the rules suddenly no longer apply for one ghoulish evening

The baddest bro in the Looney Tunes universe showing you it’s what is on the inside that counts

You know it is Game Over if you see this skeleton Reaper with his carved knuckles

and she will grow tenfold

GATES OF HELL - Hoody Black MetalRU and breath that hangs rancidlyMost of us are blessed to be buried six feet under when we die, as our immortal souls ascend to the glorious heavens above. For the unlucky few, however, the journey down goes far, far deeperand much, much darker. The welcome mat at this colossal doorway is a lake of molten lava, and beyond the gates, eternity is paved with pain and regret. The hottest destination in the underworld gains its residents day after day, and its one hell of a place to call