Recreation, Replication, and Redemption

Yet again, my form restored Creation, new life adored While on this night under the moon The wrath of evil will strike back soon The meaning of my life is gone again I start my journey to find what I found then As I slowly age in time, waiting for The time to come, and end this war In your life you will find The grasp of living slip through your eyes Will it take me to my home? Or again will I be left alone? Caught up in the mist, of this barren wasteland Wishing I could go home and never come back This is where I draw the line between me and you I'll end your journey and take your family's life too In your life you will find The grasp of living slip through your eyes Will it take me to my home? Or again will I be left alone here all again? With perfection in your eyes Themeaning of your life will be easier to find I'll be saved from this nothingness I'll see the truth and cure the world's illness I stand here holding on With only fate and truth by my side We'll make the best of this wasteland So, will you take my hand?