She would stand in the path of an avalanche and yell, "Stop!"
Frack me if she wouldn't actually expect the avalanche to respect her.
She'd be thinking about how to teach the avalanche manners,
Safe inside her brand-new igloo.

Ha
Only God.
We think we know.
Drunk on the blood of fools
We like to show
Off
But He who sits in the heavens
Playfully scoffs
And sends the enemy into derision.
Willfull vision
Not prison
I final inquisition
Not what or how but why
Eventually you will find
Peace