Who Lives In House Like This.

I knock knock knock on heavens door.
Go away a heavenly voice at me does roar.
But i want to enter my voice does say.
And with the creator my soul does want to lay.
Through this door yo will not enter.
Here you have no heavenly mentor.
You lived your life through greed and hate.
And on planet earth only trouble you did create.
So turn around and head straight to hell.
To the devil your soul you already did sell.
In my abode there is no place for sinners.
Here is a place for only godly winners.
So i turned around and headed down below.
To meet that unpopular evil sadistic fellow.
On his door i did knock.
And on entry my soul had an unpleasant shock.
Everywhere fire and pain.
Christ if only on earth i would have been godly sane.