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...
Have you ever felt the future is the past, but you don't know how...?
A reflected dream of a captured time, is it really now, is it really happening?
...
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...
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
...
The freeway is jammed and it’s backed up for miles
The car is an over and baking is wild
Nothing is ever the way it should be
What we deserve we jus...
White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need
We fought him ...
Artist：iron maiden
Songs Title：lord of light
There are secrets that you keep
There are secrets that you keep
There are secrets that you tell to me al...
The rebel of yesterday, tomorrow's fool
Who are you kidding, being that cool?
Trying to break away from running with the pack
But they ain't listening...