2 Minutes to Midnight - 2015 Remaster

Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we dont 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
Heres my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killers breed or the demons seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedoms stain
But dont 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
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The blind men shout let the creatures out
Well 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 killers breed or the demons seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedoms stain
But dont 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
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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 killers breed or the demons seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedomsstain
But dont 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
Midnight
Its all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
Its all night
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Midnight... All night!