Nothings like it seems
Fakes are taking over
We are being swallowed by quicksand
We don't have anywhere to hide anymore
The few of us that are left will soon be taken

Greed, doubt, misfortune
Bad luck contemplating
Sadness, angered spirits, heads are hung low
Morale is down, soldiers falling, hope is lost
Falling into nothingness, what can we do?

Culminations of bad thoughts seal the heart
Staying pure is becoming harder
We don't have anywhere to pray anymore
The few of us that are left will soon be broken

Being consumed by the quicksand again
Jealousy and broken hearts is what it wants
So leave me
I will not survive
Quicksand
Oh just take me for now

Being consumed by the quicksand again
Jealousy and broken hearts is what it wants
So leave me
I will not survive
Quicksand
Oh just take me for now

Being consumed by the quicksand again
Jealousy and broken hearts is what it wants
So leave me
I will not survive
Quicksand
Oh just take me for now