"From Inferno to Halo"

In the furnace of trials, where shadows loom,

She walks through hell, dispelling the gloom.

A testament to strength, an unwavering flame,

In the face of chaos, an angel she became.

Through the embers of hardship, she strides,

Wings unfurled, where resilience abides.

The echoes of torment, a distant sound,

Her footsteps leave grace upon scorched ground.

A halo forged in the crucible's heat,

Yet a heart untouched by the devil's deceit.

In the ashes of despair, she finds her way,

An angel emerging from the night's gray.

Her journey, a proof etched in celestial ink,

That even through hell, a soul can still think.

For every step in the underworld she's trod,

She emerges adorned with the grace of a demigod.

In her scars, a scripture of battles fought,

Yet from the depths of darkness, love is sought.

An angel born from the crucible's kiss,

A testament that even in hell, there's bliss.