GATES OF HELL - Hoody Black Batman comes a clown with dark

comes a clown with dark ideas floating around like snow in his perpetually smiling head

old Saint Nick has a thirst for blood and an axe to grind

She would die for her cub

The hearts of dead souls live on in the twisting tendrils and delicate petals of the morte rose

slime green potion inside it spits and smokes

GATES OF HELL - Hoody Black Batman comes a clown with darkMost 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