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