The Last In Line

We're a 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 a lifetime



We're all born upon the cross

We're 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



We're off to the witch

We may never never never come home

But the magic that we'll feel

Is worth a lifetime



We're all born upon the cross

The throw before the toss

You can release yourself

But the only way you go is down



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