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 
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 

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