They built a wall with broken lullabies
Took them while the babies cried
Paper chains and borderlines
So tell me — who gon’ read them their rights?

Uh, it’s déjà vu from the books they hid
Same pain painted new for the immigrant kid
From the Rez to the camps, history flipped
They rebrand oppression, trademark the script
Politicians with a grin like wolves in ties
Sippin’ on fear, serve lies with ice
You call it policy, I call it theft
Of hope, of trust, of a mother’s breath

Cold as ICE, they freeze the truth
Cameras rollin’ while they steal our youth
Paper cuts bleed — bureaucracy bite
When badges mask the face of fright
ICE cold, ICE cold — their heart on hold
ICE cold, ICE cold — the story’s told

They sellin’ fear on a livestream scroll
Raid gear glimmer like a TikTok hoe
DHS commenting “We heroes now!”
While a child’s first word’s a silent vow
History hummin’ — same chord, different key
“Civilize,” “detain,” “re-educate,” or “set free”
They talk about law, I talk about trauma
Every cage built is a ghost of a mama

You can’t deport the memory
You can’t detain the dream
You can’t ICE the melody
That stills a mother’s scream

Paperwork killers, doin’ numbers in suits
Hollow talk — “just followin’ rules”
But laws don’t wash blood off boots

Every contract got a fine-print lie
Same lobbyists cash checks on the side
Profit from trauma, call it detention
I call it criminal with congressional pension

“You can’t freeze a people forever, yo
Heat always rises — and justice?
Justice got a long fuse but a heavy hand!”

Cold as ICE, they freeze the truth
Cameras rollin’ while they steal our youth
Paper cuts bleed — bureaucracy bite
When badges mask the face of fright
ICE cold, ICE cold — their hearts so cold
ICE cold, ICE cold — the story’s old

ICE Cold

Marcel was born in a hospital and became a child at a young age, showing much promise as a toddler, he was already illiterate in 3 languages before finishing elementary school. As a result of his relentless curiosity and lack of respect for social norms, he navigated successfully around receiving a formal education and entered into the work force in his teens, playing piano, performing magic tricks and stand-up comedy in exchange for money and respect.

Before reaching 20 he was already a regular at comedy clubs around Toronto, occasionally winning laughter and applause from his audience when not being booed off stage.

After working on a documentary film for a couple of magicians in China in 1999, he began to spend more time back in the motherland and became a bi-cultural jack of all trades and dabbled in many roles, taking part in everything from Beijing Music Festival to Magic shows on CCTV.

Working as a freelance creative meant he would take jobs ranging from writing to directing to acting to producing sound track for commercials and assorted video/audio projects... 

But above all, he is most proud of his work done out-side of the context of getting paid, when he writes ditties of music and songs for no purpose other than to capture a sliver of inspiration from muses who occasionally visit him in his waking dreams.

ICE Cold

WDTSF