You don’t ask for life
You don’t ask for death
Things just happen
Without your willness
Is everything under control?
You don’t rule your breath
Life is like a game
There’s no tenderness

Deux ex Machina
Commanding your life
You cannot run
Cannot hide

You’re not the main actor
You don’t rule your life
Future comes and goes away
And actors are nothing
Frustation comes with him
You can be black or White
But people are full of fear
Believing in anything

Your willness doesn’t matter
He just comes and smashes
He is random
He creates or slashes
Trust in his good mood
Pray for his best wishes
Or you can be screwed
If he comes to thrashes