No matter who is dying

i look back in despair...
the sand of time has buried...
my dreams,my deepest desires..
i find...i feel so timid.

my soul is not pure...
it has lost the quintessence...
every big thing to me lure
limits?..i test my strength

On thousand of weak souls..
i keep climbing...
i have to reach the zenith...
no matter who is dying..

i know they are dying.....