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...
[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...
