Quicksand

I run back while everybody is moving on
My arms are senseless, my legs are failing too
My head keeps me saying it’s ok
I’m swallowed by my sweat

The ground is a quicksand, but I perceive it’s nothing
The long distance I go it is nowhere but to be alone
The ground is a quicksand, but I perceive it’s nothing

No finish line when you don’t last
Set the pace of the dead and break all the bones
Leaving the flesh on the way, but feel no pain

Set the pace of the dead again, we say and break all the bones
Break all the bones

The ground is a quicksand, but I perceive it’s nothing
The long distance I go it is nowhere but to be alone
The ground is a quicksand, but I perceive it’s nothing

But I perceive it’s nothing
But I perceive it’s nothing
But I perceive it’s nothing