Knock, knock...

Goodbye my dear, It's not your night, we've spared your fruitful life
Go through the arch, you see the cottage on your right?
Don't be scared little one, walk up to the door and knock twice

In front of you, you'll see a man, who gave a wonderful girl a second chance
In this horrid and broken down world, a guided innocence you saw
As terror and war before our very own eyes unfolded
The reason to live again you held on your delicate shoulders

But how do I answer to the living?
What if the killing keeps on happening?
How will I carry myself through the valleys? 
Why does my maker trust me with this challenge?

Don't worry, they will feel your guided presence
In your new life they will learn how to cherish
They will accept the right way to live
They will see through your eyes
They will learn how not to kill
They will know not everyone has to die

So do as you will
For trust is within
Go now...

Goodbye my dear, It's not your night, we've spared your fruitful life
Go through the arch, you see the cottage on your right?
Don't be scared little one, walk up to the door and knock twice

Knock, knock...
"Welcome back my dear"