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2 Minutes to Midnight [Live After Death] Iron Maiden
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[Verse 1]
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
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
[Pre-Chorus]
The killer's breed or the Demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore?
[Chorus]
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
[Verse 2]
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
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
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
[Pre-Chorus]
The killer's breed or the Demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore?
[Chorus]
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
[Verse 2]
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
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