◀ The Last In Line(Live) - Ronnie James Dio ▶
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'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.
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