Two Minutes To Midnight -- Iron Maiden

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 But 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 womb

The blind men shout let the creatures out  We'll show the unbelievers
Napalm screams and 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

(**)  

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

(**)  

Midnight...Midnight...Midnight...It's all night                            (sing365)

This song is about the threat of nuclear war.  Bruce Dickinson explains: "It's about the romance of war, and how we're all repelled and fascinated by it at the same time."            (songfacts)