2 Minutes to Midnight 歌词
| 歌曲 | 2 Minutes to Midnight |
| 歌手 | Iron Maiden |
| 专辑 | Edward The Great: Greatest Hits |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dickinson, Smith |
| [00:31.990] | Kill for gain or shoot to maim |
| [00:33.610] | But we don't need a reason |
| [00:36.920] | The Golden Goose is on the loose |
| [00:39.280] | And never out of Season. |
| [00:41.730] | Some blackened pride still burns inside |
| [00:44.290] | This shell of bloody treason |
| [00:46.840] | Here's my gun for a barrel of fun |
| [00:49.520] | For the love of living death |
| [00:52.200] | The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed' |
| [00:57.190] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [01:01.950] | Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain' |
| [01:07.250] | But don't you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [01:12.510] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [01:17.060] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [01:20.120] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [01:27.720] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [01:42.950] | The blind men shout let the creatures out |
| [01:45.320] | We'll show the unbelievers' |
| [01:46.390] | The Napalm screams of human flames |
| [01:50.620] | Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH! |
| [01:52.130] | As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat |
| [01:55.620] | and lick the gravy' |
| [01:57.930] | We oil the jaws of the war machine |
| [02:00.730] | and feed it with our babies. |
| [02:03.420] | The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed' |
| [02:07.910] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [02:12.600] | Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain' |
| [02:17.830] | But don't you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [02:20.820] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [02:28.500] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [02:33.370] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [02:38.610] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [03:04.770] | The body bags and little rags of children torn in two' |
| [04:24.890] | And the jellied brains of those who remain |
| [04:27.330] | to put the finger right on you. |
| [04:29.590] | As the Madmen play on words and make us all |
| [04:32.830] | dance to their song' |
| [04:34.770] | To the tune of starving millions |
| [04:37.140] | to make a better kind of gun. |
| [04:40.050] | The killer's breed or the Deamon's seed' |
| [04:44.800] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [04:49.540] | Go to war again' blood is freedom's stain' |
| [04:54.350] | But don't you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [04:59.970] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [05:04.710] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [05:09.760] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [05:14.820] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [05:20.250] | Midnight |
| [05:22.740] | Midnight...all night... |
| [05:27.050] | Midnight |
| [05:27.860] | Midnight...all night... |
| [05:33.030] | Midnight...all night... |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dickinson, Smith |
| [00:31.990] | Kill for gain or shoot to maim |
| [00:33.610] | But we don' t need a reason |
| [00:36.920] | The Golden Goose is on the loose |
| [00:39.280] | And never out of Season. |
| [00:41.730] | Some blackened pride still burns inside |
| [00:44.290] | This shell of bloody treason |
| [00:46.840] | Here' s my gun for a barrel of fun |
| [00:49.520] | For the love of living death |
| [00:52.200] | The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed' |
| [00:57.190] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [01:01.950] | Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain' |
| [01:07.250] | But don' t you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [01:12.510] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [01:17.060] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [01:20.120] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [01:27.720] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [01:42.950] | The blind men shout let the creatures out |
| [01:45.320] | We' ll show the unbelievers' |
| [01:46.390] | The Napalm screams of human flames |
| [01:50.620] | Of a prime time Belsen feast... YEAH! |
| [01:52.130] | As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat |
| [01:55.620] | and lick the gravy' |
| [01:57.930] | We oil the jaws of the war machine |
| [02:00.730] | and feed it with our babies. |
| [02:03.420] | The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed' |
| [02:07.910] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [02:12.600] | Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain' |
| [02:17.830] | But don' t you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [02:20.820] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [02:28.500] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [02:33.370] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [02:38.610] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [03:04.770] | The body bags and little rags of children torn in two' |
| [04:24.890] | And the jellied brains of those who remain |
| [04:27.330] | to put the finger right on you. |
| [04:29.590] | As the Madmen play on words and make us all |
| [04:32.830] | dance to their song' |
| [04:34.770] | To the tune of starving millions |
| [04:37.140] | to make a better kind of gun. |
| [04:40.050] | The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed' |
| [04:44.800] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [04:49.540] | Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain' |
| [04:54.350] | But don' t you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [04:59.970] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [05:04.710] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [05:09.760] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [05:14.820] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [05:20.250] | Midnight |
| [05:22.740] | Midnight... all night... |
| [05:27.050] | Midnight |
| [05:27.860] | Midnight... all night... |
| [05:33.030] | Midnight... all night... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dickinson, Smith |
| [00:31.990] | Kill for gain or shoot to maim |
| [00:33.610] | But we don' t need a reason |
| [00:36.920] | The Golden Goose is on the loose |
| [00:39.280] | And never out of Season. |
| [00:41.730] | Some blackened pride still burns inside |
| [00:44.290] | This shell of bloody treason |
| [00:46.840] | Here' s my gun for a barrel of fun |
| [00:49.520] | For the love of living death |
| [00:52.200] | The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed' |
| [00:57.190] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [01:01.950] | Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain' |
| [01:07.250] | But don' t you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [01:12.510] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [01:17.060] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [01:20.120] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [01:27.720] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [01:42.950] | The blind men shout let the creatures out |
| [01:45.320] | We' ll show the unbelievers' |
| [01:46.390] | The Napalm screams of human flames |
| [01:50.620] | Of a prime time Belsen feast... YEAH! |
| [01:52.130] | As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat |
| [01:55.620] | and lick the gravy' |
| [01:57.930] | We oil the jaws of the war machine |
| [02:00.730] | and feed it with our babies. |
| [02:03.420] | The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed' |
| [02:07.910] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [02:12.600] | Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain' |
| [02:17.830] | But don' t you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [02:20.820] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [02:28.500] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [02:33.370] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [02:38.610] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [03:04.770] | The body bags and little rags of children torn in two' |
| [04:24.890] | And the jellied brains of those who remain |
| [04:27.330] | to put the finger right on you. |
| [04:29.590] | As the Madmen play on words and make us all |
| [04:32.830] | dance to their song' |
| [04:34.770] | To the tune of starving millions |
| [04:37.140] | to make a better kind of gun. |
| [04:40.050] | The killer' s breed or the Deamon' s seed' |
| [04:44.800] | The glamour' the fortune' the pain' |
| [04:49.540] | Go to war again' blood is freedom' s stain' |
| [04:54.350] | But don' t you pray for my soul anymore. |
| [04:59.970] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [05:04.710] | The hands that threaten doom. |
| [05:09.760] | 2 minutes to midnight' |
| [05:14.820] | To kill the unborn in the womb. |
| [05:20.250] | Midnight |
| [05:22.740] | Midnight... all night... |
| [05:27.050] | Midnight |
| [05:27.860] | Midnight... all night... |
| [05:33.030] | Midnight... all night... |
| [00:31.990] | 为钱杀人亦或是使人残废 |
| [00:33.610] | 但我们不需要理由 |
| [00:36.920] | 金钱的欲望已开始放纵 |
| [00:39.280] | 并且毫无理由 |
| [00:41.730] | 一些发黑的自尊一直在自燃 |
| [00:44.290] | 这有血染背叛的子弹 |
| [00:46.840] | 那里有我十分有趣的枪 |
| [00:49.520] | 替代了活死人一般的爱 |
| [00:52.200] | 杀手的繁衍亦或是迪蒙的种子 （迪蒙：希腊神话里的神） |
| [00:57.190] | 为诱惑，为金钱，为利益 |
| [01:01.950] | 再来一战，自由被血液污染 |
| [01:07.250] | 但不再为我的灵魂祈祷 |
| [01:12.510] | 还有两分钟就是午夜 |
| [01:17.060] | 预示着厄运的指针 |
| [01:20.120] | 还有两分钟就是午夜 |
| [01:27.720] | 杀掉子宫里还未出生的人 |
| [01:42.950] | 盲人们大喊让这些家伙们离开 |
| [01:45.320] | 我们显得像怀疑者 |
| [01:46.390] | 人群的爆怒是汽油弹的爆炸声 |
| [01:50.620] | 最好的安排在贝尔森集中营的盛宴 |
| [01:52.130] | 原因是屠杀砍掉了他们的肉 |
| [01:55.620] | 舔他们的肉汁 |
| [01:57.930] | 我们把油涂到战争机器的下巴上 |
| [02:00.730] | 并用我们的身体喂养它 |
| [02:03.420] | 杀手的繁衍亦或是迪蒙的种子 |
| [02:07.910] | 为诱惑，为金钱，为利益 |
| [02:12.600] | 再来一战，自由被血液污染 |
| [02:17.830] | 但不再为我的灵魂祈祷 |
| [02:20.820] | 还有两分钟就是午夜 |
| [02:28.500] | 预示着厄运的指针 |
| [02:33.370] | 还有两分钟就是午夜 |
| [02:38.610] | 杀掉子宫里还未出生的人 |
| [03:04.770] | 孩子身上的伤口和破烂的衣衫被再一次撕裂 |
| [04:24.890] | 僵化的大脑中只留下轰鸣声 |
| [04:27.330] | 把手指放到你的右边 |
| [04:29.590] | 让我们所有人像疯子一样说笑 |
| [04:32.830] | 给他们的歌伴舞 |
| [04:34.770] | 伴随着渴望金钱的旋律 |
| [04:37.140] | 得到更好的一种枪 |
| [04:40.050] | 杀手的繁衍亦或是迪蒙的种子 |
| [04:44.800] | 为诱惑，为金钱，为利益 |
| [04:49.540] | 再来一战，自由被血液污染 |
| [04:54.350] | 但不再为我的灵魂祈祷 |
| [04:59.970] | 还有两分钟就是午夜 |
| [05:04.710] | 预示着厄运的指针 |
| [05:09.760] | 还有两分钟就是午夜 |
| [05:14.820] | 杀掉子宫里还未出生的人 |
| [05:20.250] | 午夜 |
| [05:22.740] | 午夜...整夜 |
| [05:27.050] | 午夜 |
| [05:27.860] | 午夜...整夜 |
| [05:33.030] | 午夜...整夜 |
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