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 killer's breed or the Deamon'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 Deamon'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 killer's breed or the Deamon'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...all night...
Midnight
Midnight...all night...
Midnight...all night...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:31.99]Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:33.61]But we don't need a reason
[00:36.92]The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39.28]And never out of Season.
[00:41.73]Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44.29]This shell of bloody treason
[00:46.84]Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49.52]For the love of living death
[00:51.64]
[00:52.20]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[00:57.19]The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[01:01.95]Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[01:07.25]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[01:11.69]
[01:12.51]2 minutes to midnight'
[01:17.06]The hands that threaten doom.
[01:20.12]2 minutes to midnight'
[01:27.10]
[01:27.72]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[01:32.59]
[01:42.95]The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45.32]We'll show the unbelievers'
[01:46.39]The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:50.62]Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
[01:52.13]As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:55.62]and lick the gravy'
[01:57.42]
[01:57.93]We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:00.73]and feed it with our babies.
[02:03.42]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[02:07.91]The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[02:11.22]
[02:12.60]Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[02:17.83]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[02:20.82]2 minutes to midnight'
[02:28.50]The hands that threaten doom.
[02:33.37]2 minutes to midnight'
[02:38.61]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[02:43.66]
[03:04.77]The body bags and little rags of children torn in two'
[04:24.89]And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:27.33]to put the finger right on you.
[04:29.59]As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:32.83]dance to their song'
[04:34.77]To the tune of starving millions
[04:37.14]to make a better kind of gun.
[04:40.05]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[04:44.80]The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[04:49.54]Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[04:54.35]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[04:58.78]
[04:59.97]2 minutes to midnight'
[05:04.71]The hands that threaten doom.
[05:09.76]2 minutes to midnight'
[05:14.82]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[05:20.25]Midnight
[05:21.74]
[05:22.74]Midnight...all night...
[05:27.05]Midnight
[05:27.86]Midnight...all night...
[05:29.28]
[05:33.03]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 killer's breed or the Deamon'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 Deamon'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 killer's breed or the Deamon'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...all night...
Midnight
Midnight...all night...
Midnight...all night...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:31.99]Kill for gain or shoot to maim
[00:33.61]But we don't need a reason
[00:36.92]The Golden Goose is on the loose
[00:39.28]And never out of Season.
[00:41.73]Some blackened pride still burns inside
[00:44.29]This shell of bloody treason
[00:46.84]Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
[00:49.52]For the love of living death
[00:51.64]
[00:52.20]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[00:57.19]The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[01:01.95]Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[01:07.25]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[01:11.69]
[01:12.51]2 minutes to midnight'
[01:17.06]The hands that threaten doom.
[01:20.12]2 minutes to midnight'
[01:27.10]
[01:27.72]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[01:32.59]
[01:42.95]The blind men shout let the creatures out
[01:45.32]We'll show the unbelievers'
[01:46.39]The Napalm screams of human flames
[01:50.62]Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
[01:52.13]As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat
[01:55.62]and lick the gravy'
[01:57.42]
[01:57.93]We oil the jaws of the war machine
[02:00.73]and feed it with our babies.
[02:03.42]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[02:07.91]The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[02:11.22]
[02:12.60]Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[02:17.83]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[02:20.82]2 minutes to midnight'
[02:28.50]The hands that threaten doom.
[02:33.37]2 minutes to midnight'
[02:38.61]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[02:43.66]
[03:04.77]The body bags and little rags of children torn in two'
[04:24.89]And the jellied brains of those who remain
[04:27.33]to put the finger right on you.
[04:29.59]As the Madmen play on words and make us all
[04:32.83]dance to their song'
[04:34.77]To the tune of starving millions
[04:37.14]to make a better kind of gun.
[04:40.05]The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed'
[04:44.80]The glamour' the fortune' the pain'
[04:49.54]Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain'
[04:54.35]But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
[04:58.78]
[04:59.97]2 minutes to midnight'
[05:04.71]The hands that threaten doom.
[05:09.76]2 minutes to midnight'
[05:14.82]To kill the unborn in the womb.
[05:20.25]Midnight
[05:21.74]
[05:22.74]Midnight...all night...
[05:27.05]Midnight
[05:27.86]Midnight...all night...
[05:29.28]
[05:33.03]Midnight...all night...
Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow
But it's not the fear 'cos I'd rather go now
Trying to visualise the horrors that will lay ahead
Th...
I'm waiting in my cold cell
when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life
and it doesn't have much time
'Cuase at 5 o'clock they take me
to...
Iron Maiden (Live)
Artist: Iron Maiden
Won't you come into my room?
I wanna show you all my wares
I just want to see your blood
I just want to stand a...
Another time another place
I took a trip to see the sights
That will be blacker than the night
One way ticket no returns
My shooting stars are vastly ...
Was many years ago that I left home and came this way
But now it seems to me that all is lost and nothing gained
Sometimes things aint what they seem
...
Hi, guys, are you in a band or something?
I mean it would be so cool
if you were in a band ’cos you’re
Driving a big bus with band on the front of it’...
Iron Maiden - Aces High
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got t...
Walking through the city
Looking oh so pretty
I've just got to find my way
See the ladies flashing
All their legs and lashes
I've just got to find my ...
Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow
But it's not the fear
'cause I'd rather go now
Trying to visualize the horrors that will lay ahead
...