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 killers breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,
The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,
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 out babies.

The killers breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight,
To kill the unborn in the womb.

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.

The killers breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight,
To kill the unborn in the womb.

Midnight...all night

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 killers breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,
The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,
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 out babies.

The killers breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight,
To kill the unborn in the womb.

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.

The killers breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,
The hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight,
To kill the unborn in the womb.

Midnight...all night
Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight (Official Video)

Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight - from 1984's Powerslave Buy from Amazon: http://po.st/aPowerslave Download: http://smarturl.it/iPowerslave Stream: ...

Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight

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Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight Lyrics (HD)

I DO NOT OWN THIS VIDEO! IRON MAIDEN 2 MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT, FROM POWERSLAVE (1984). A CLASSIC MAIDEN TRACK FOR YOU ALL!

2 Minutes To Midnight (1998 Remastered Version)

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