What is choice
When there is such thing as fate
Motives of the world are $#&@ed at a constant rate


If there's such thing as God
Why take the innocent through pain

And create the insanity
That's rushing through our $#&@ing bodies


Causing transparency in tragedies
Feed the morals of society
And wonder why it wasn't me

To fill that $#&@ing grave

Life is BLACK ICE

Transparent but hiding our fate
Life is BLACK ICE
Waiting to break


Seeking paths that aim
Curve when falling straight

Test our will to disclaim
We're all prone to hate


Never forget you
Like the world's done to me
Years spent buried

Forever keep shape

Life is BLACK ICE

Transparent but we know our fate
Life is BLACK ICE
We all die in the end