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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adrian Smith
Lead Guitar
Bruce Dickinson
Lead Vocals
Steve Harris
Bass Guitar
Nicko McBrain
Drums
Dave Murray
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Dickinson
Songwriter
Adrian Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Buchalter
Assistant Engineer
Martin Birch
Producer
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Franklin Gibson
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Kill for gain or shoot to maim
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
[PreChorus]
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
[Chorus]
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
[Verse 2]
The blind men shout, "Let the creatures out"
"We'll show the unbelievers"
The napalm screams of human flames
For 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
[PreChorus]
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
[Chorus]
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
[Verse 3]
The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put their 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
[PreChorus]
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
[Chorus]
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
[Bridge]
Midnight, midnight
Midnight, it's all night
Midnight, midnight
Midnight, it's all night
[Outro]
Midnight, alright
Written by: Adrian Smith, Bruce Dickinson