In ice storms one must learn patience and balance
Falling is a curse, a slippery slope of one's fate
Pain remains, my bones never heal, torment
Nature's queen laughs, as I scream in paralysis
The body can only take upon it the pain
My being is frozen as I sing a lament
Ice storms will kill yet act without malice
My dead body was to be cast into river
In floods, ice heavy, my descent
But the river flows, follows a path
The storm lingers with anger
Before pouring out wrath
