2 Minutes To Midnight (Live at Donington; 1998 Remastered Edition) (Live At Donnington; 1998 Remastered Version)

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