2 Minutes to Midnight
作词 : Dickinson, Smith
[00:00]Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight
[00:31]Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:34]But we don't need a reason
[00:36]The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39]And never out of Season.
[00:41]Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44]This shell of bloody treason
[00:47]Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49]For the love of living death
[04:42][02:04][00:52]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed,
[04:47][02:08][00:57]The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
[04:51][02:13][01:02]Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
[04:57][02:19][01:07]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[05:02][02:24][01:12]2 minutes to midnight,
[05:07][02:29][01:17]The hands that threaten doom.
[05:12][02:34][01:23]2 minutes to midnight,
[05:17][02:39][01:28]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[02:47]
[01:43]The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45]We'll show the unbelievers,
[01:48]The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:51]Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
[01:53]As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:56]and lick the gravy,
[01:58]We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:01]and feed it with our babies.
[04:21]The body bags and little rags of children torn in two,
[04:26]And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:29]to put the finger right on you.
[04:31]As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:34]dance to their song,
[04:36]To the tune of starving millions
[04:39]to make a better kind of gun.
[05:33][05:22]Midnight
[05:58][05:38][05:28]Midnight...all night...
2 Minutes to MidnightLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Dickinson, Smith
[00:00]Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight
[00:31]Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:34]But we don't need a reason
[00:36]The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39]And never out of Season.
[00:41]Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44]This shell of bloody treason
[00:47]Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49]For the love of living death
[04:42][02:04][00:52]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed,
[04:47][02:08][00:57]The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
[04:51][02:13][01:02]Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
[04:57][02:19][01:07]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[05:02][02:24][01:12]2 minutes to midnight,
[05:07][02:29][01:17]The hands that threaten doom.
[05:12][02:34][01:23]2 minutes to midnight,
[05:17][02:39][01:28]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[02:47]
[01:43]The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45]We'll show the unbelievers,
[01:48]The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:51]Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
[01:53]As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:56]and lick the gravy,
[01:58]We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:01]and feed it with our babies.
[04:21]The body bags and little rags of children torn in two,
[04:26]And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:29]to put the finger right on you.
[04:31]As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:34]dance to their song,
[04:36]To the tune of starving millions
[04:39]to make a better kind of gun.
[05:33][05:22]Midnight
[05:58][05:38][05:28]Midnight...all night...