| 歌曲 | 2 Minutes to Midnight |
| 歌手 | Iron Maiden |
| 专辑 | Best Of The Beast |
| [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... |
| [00:00.00] | 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... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dickinson, Smith |