Gliding across broken glass

In her eighteenth century garb

Dragging hot coals

Igniting flames in her path

Submissive demons bow down to her

She spews her unforgivable sins

Her actions show no remorse

She sharpens her tongue for more precise slices

She pushes the almighty with an unfelt shove

Her name is sprinkled in the King James like poison fourteen times

Her wrists and ankles adorned with us breakable chains

She carefully makes her bed in the lake of fire

Challenge✔️