Give me hope to live

There will be a time when time of pride will go through darkness of lost years and dying,
Like vanishing footsteps lost into winter's snow and rain from the cloud will flow when the sky crying,
No hope will rise us to a new born bloom for life on earth shall all be doom when eternally on the darkness will come with dust of the earth and killing,
Be there for years... hundred more and some ... and never to leave it's death empty filling,
Listen to the wind no ears will hear only your empty gardens and space
Life’s then lost and dried every tear only the silence remains and our abandon place.