She, The Indomitable

There are bolts of lightning in her eyes,
Walking through the stormy nights,
With words that cut through all veins,
Not a care for worldly gains

Her hair sharp as knives,
On it she wears a crown,
A crown that's heavier than life,

She peers at all that breathes,
Like a roar of thunder she speaks,
With stars lying beneath her feet,

A dress of fire is what she wears,
Burning all that stands and stares,

None can stop her rage,
None can deny her truth,
Not even the damned liars,
Nor the mortal fools,

She fears not a thing in the world,
For she is death,
And death is what fears the world.