Two Minutes To Midnight Lyrics

Two 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
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 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 our babies


The killer's 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

(2:45-Solo: Dave Murray)
(3:06-Solo: Adrian
Smith)

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 killer's 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...midnight....it's all
night
Midnight...midnight....all night!