Dio The Last In Line (1984)

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