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2 Minutes To Midnight (Live At Donnington|1998 Remastered Version) - Iron Maiden
Written by：Adrian Smith/Paul Bruce Dickinson/Steve Harris
Kill for gain
Shoot to maim
We don't need a reason
The golden goose is on the loose
Never out of season
Blackened pride
Burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For loving of living death
The killer's breed
Or the deamon's seed
The glamour of the fortune
The pain
Go to war again
Blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2
Minutes com'on
The hands
That threaten doom yeah
2
Minutes hey
To kill
The unborn in the womb yeah
The blind men shout let the creatures out
We'll show the unbelievers
They come screams
Human flames
Of a prime time belsen feast yeah
As the reasons
For the carnage cut their meat
And lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine
And feed them
With our babies
The killer's breed
Or the deamon's seed
Glamour the fortune the pain
Go to war again
Blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2
Minutes hey
The hands
That threaten doom yeah
2
Minutes ho
To kill
The unborn in the womb
Body bags
Little rags of children torn in two
Jellied brains of those who remain
The finger right on you
As the madmen play on words and make us all
Dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions
To make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed
Or the deamon's seed
Glamour the fortune the pain
Go to war again
Blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2
Minutes gone
The hands
That threaten doom yeah
2
Minutes already
To kill
The unborn in the womb yeah
Midnight com'on
Midnight
Is your night
Midnight you shakin'
Midnight
Is your night
Midnight
