The Last In Line

We're the ship without a storm

The cold without the warm

Light inside the darkness

That it needs, yeah

We're a laugh without a tear

The hope without the fear

We are coming home

We're off to the witch

We may never, never, never, come home

But the magic that we'll feel

Is worth the lifetime

We're all born upon the cross

We're the throw before the toss

You can release yourself

But the only way is down

We don't come alone

We are fire, we are stone

We're the hand that writes

Then quickly moves away

We'll know for the first time

If we're evil or divine

We're the last in line

We're the last in line

Two eyes from the east

It's the angel or the beast

And the answer lies

Between the good and bad

We search for the truth

We could die upon the tooth

But the thrill of just the chase

Is worth the pain

We'll know for the first time

If we're evil or divine

We're the last in line,

We're the last in line, oh

We're off to the witch

We may never come home

But the magic that we'll feel

Is worth a lifetime

We are born upon the cross

The throw before the toss

So release yourself

But the only way to go... is down

We'll know for the first time

If we're evil or divine

We'll know for the first time

If we're evil or divine

We're the last in line

We're the last in line