2 Minutes To Midnight lyrics

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
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 wo-omb

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
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 wo-omb

The body bags and
little rags of children
torn in two

And the jellied brains
of those who remain
to put the fingers
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
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 wo-omb
Midnight

Midnight
Midnight
It's alright

Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's alright

Midnight
Alright