Quick Sand Songtext
von Acroma

She aims for the past
For all the things that were said
And allowed the time
The seasons change
And she sees her mirror
She asks herself all the time
Why my mouth cannot speak?
Why does my mind assault me?
She thinks
Love lives and breathes like other people
She doesn′t like feeling like that
She doesn't want to lie to herself
Her routine is choking her
Her days are beaten by need to turn back
To how her soul returns
The sand clock falls to the ground
The instability of her life
Her steps on the quicksand


It was hard for her
To get herself on the right road
To get herself on the right road
Right road!
In this institution of no regrets
I don′t think one day you'll see
Don't waste your time looking back
Carry out your wrongs in peace
She thinks it was worth it
Every step, her last strand
She thinks it was worth it
Every step
The sand clock falls to the ground
The instability of her life
Her steps on the quicksand
It was hard for her
To get herself on the right road
Falls to the ground