Quicksand کے بول

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