2 Minutes to Midnight

2 Minutes to Midnight Lyrics

Song 2 Minutes to Midnight
Artist Iron Maiden
Album Edward The Great: Greatest Hits
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Dickinson, Smith
[00:31.990] Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:33.610] But we don't need a reason
[00:36.920] The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39.280] And never out of Season.
[00:41.730] Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44.290] This shell of bloody treason
[00:46.840] Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49.520] For the love of living death
[00:52.200] The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[00:57.190] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[01:01.950] Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[01:07.250] But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[01:12.510] 2 minutes to midnight'
[01:17.060] The hands that threaten doom.
[01:20.120] 2 minutes to midnight'
[01:27.720] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[01:42.950] The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45.320] We'll show the unbelievers'
[01:46.390] The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:50.620] Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
[01:52.130] As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:55.620] and lick the gravy'
[01:57.930] We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:00.730] and feed it with our babies.
[02:03.420] The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[02:07.910] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[02:12.600] Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[02:17.830] But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[02:20.820] 2 minutes to midnight'
[02:28.500] The hands that threaten doom.
[02:33.370] 2 minutes to midnight'
[02:38.610] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[03:04.770] The body bags and little rags of children torn in two'
[04:24.890] And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:27.330] to put the finger right on you.
[04:29.590] As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:32.830] dance to their song'
[04:34.770] To the tune of starving millions
[04:37.140] to make a better kind of gun.
[04:40.050] The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[04:44.800] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[04:49.540] Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[04:54.350] But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[04:59.970] 2 minutes to midnight'
[05:04.710] The hands that threaten doom.
[05:09.760] 2 minutes to midnight'
[05:14.820] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[05:20.250] Midnight
[05:22.740] Midnight...all night...
[05:27.050] Midnight
[05:27.860] Midnight...all night...
[05:33.030] Midnight...all night...
[00:00.00] zuo ci : Dickinson, Smith
[00:31.990] Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:33.610] But we don' t need a reason
[00:36.920] The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39.280] And never out of Season.
[00:41.730] Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44.290] This shell of bloody treason
[00:46.840] Here' s my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49.520] For the love of living death
[00:52.200] The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed'
[00:57.190] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[01:01.950] Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain'
[01:07.250] But don' t you pray for my soul anymore.
[01:12.510] 2 minutes to midnight'
[01:17.060] The hands that threaten doom.
[01:20.120] 2 minutes to midnight'
[01:27.720] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[01:42.950] The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45.320] We' ll show the unbelievers'
[01:46.390] The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:50.620] Of a prime time Belsen feast... YEAH!
[01:52.130] As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:55.620] and lick the gravy'
[01:57.930] We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:00.730] and feed it with our babies.
[02:03.420] The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed'
[02:07.910] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[02:12.600] Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain'
[02:17.830] But don' t you pray for my soul anymore.
[02:20.820] 2 minutes to midnight'
[02:28.500] The hands that threaten doom.
[02:33.370] 2 minutes to midnight'
[02:38.610] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[03:04.770] The body bags and little rags of children torn in two'
[04:24.890] And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:27.330] to put the finger right on you.
[04:29.590] As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:32.830] dance to their song'
[04:34.770] To the tune of starving millions
[04:37.140] to make a better kind of gun.
[04:40.050] The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed'
[04:44.800] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[04:49.540] Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain'
[04:54.350] But don' t you pray for my soul anymore.
[04:59.970] 2 minutes to midnight'
[05:04.710] The hands that threaten doom.
[05:09.760] 2 minutes to midnight'
[05:14.820] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[05:20.250] Midnight
[05:22.740] Midnight... all night...
[05:27.050] Midnight
[05:27.860] Midnight... all night...
[05:33.030] Midnight... all night...
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Dickinson, Smith
[00:31.990] Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:33.610] But we don' t need a reason
[00:36.920] The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39.280] And never out of Season.
[00:41.730] Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44.290] This shell of bloody treason
[00:46.840] Here' s my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49.520] For the love of living death
[00:52.200] The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed'
[00:57.190] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[01:01.950] Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain'
[01:07.250] But don' t you pray for my soul anymore.
[01:12.510] 2 minutes to midnight'
[01:17.060] The hands that threaten doom.
[01:20.120] 2 minutes to midnight'
[01:27.720] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[01:42.950] The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45.320] We' ll show the unbelievers'
[01:46.390] The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:50.620] Of a prime time Belsen feast... YEAH!
[01:52.130] As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:55.620] and lick the gravy'
[01:57.930] We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:00.730] and feed it with our babies.
[02:03.420] The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed'
[02:07.910] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[02:12.600] Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain'
[02:17.830] But don' t you pray for my soul anymore.
[02:20.820] 2 minutes to midnight'
[02:28.500] The hands that threaten doom.
[02:33.370] 2 minutes to midnight'
[02:38.610] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[03:04.770] The body bags and little rags of children torn in two'
[04:24.890] And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:27.330] to put the finger right on you.
[04:29.590] As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:32.830] dance to their song'
[04:34.770] To the tune of starving millions
[04:37.140] to make a better kind of gun.
[04:40.050] The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed'
[04:44.800] The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[04:49.540] Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain'
[04:54.350] But don' t you pray for my soul anymore.
[04:59.970] 2 minutes to midnight'
[05:04.710] The hands that threaten doom.
[05:09.760] 2 minutes to midnight'
[05:14.820] To kill the unborn in the womb.
[05:20.250] Midnight
[05:22.740] Midnight... all night...
[05:27.050] Midnight
[05:27.860] Midnight... all night...
[05:33.030] Midnight... all night...
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