ฟังเพลง2 Minutes To Midnight (Live in Melbourne 07 February 2008)

Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes to Midnight

Kill for gain or shoot to maim

But we don't need a reason

The Golden Goose is on the loose

And never out of Season.

Some blackened pride still burns inside

This shell of bloody treason

Here's my gun for a barrel of fun

For the love of living death

The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed,

The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed,

The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,

But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,

2 minutes to midnight,

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that threaten doom.

The hands that threaten doom.

The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

2 minutes to midnight,

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

To kill the unborn in the womb.

To kill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men shout let the creatures out

We'll show the unbelievers,

The Napalm screams of 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 it with our babies.

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two,

And the jellied brains of those who remain

to put 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.

Midnight

Midnight

Midnight...all night...

Midnight...all night...

Midnight...all night...