DIVA
She steps down off her throne
Hands held high in the night sky
Commanding her will onto the world
Her servants kneel at her feet
Begging for her wrath to be quick
Oceans rise, Storms collide
She smiles at her devastation
But have they suffered enough
Molten lave spews from its core
The world moves
They beg her for mercy
She knows they have not suffered nearly enough
Fire and Ice like Love and Hate come together
Chaos surrounds the panic stricken mortals
She laughs yet is saddened
This all could have been a dream
But now it must be a reality
She must teach them
No one messes with her world