Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Minutes to Midnight

Kill for gain, shoot to
We need a reason
The Golden is on the loose
out of season

Blackened pride inside
of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a of fun
For the love of living

The killer's breed or the demon's
The glamor, the fortune, the
Go to war again, blood is freedom's
Don't you pray for my anymore

2 to midnight
The hands that threaten
2 minutes to
To the unborn in the womb

The men shout, Let the creatures out
show the unbelievers
The napalm screams of flames
Of a time Belsen feast

As the for the carnage
Cut meat and lick the gravy
We oil the of the war machines
And feed them our babies

The killer's breed or the seed
The glamor, the fortune, the
Go to war again, blood is freedom's
Don't you for my soul anymore

2 to midnight
The hands that threaten
2 to midnight
To kill the unborn in the

Body bags and rags
Of torn in two
The jellied of those who remain
Put the right on you

As the play on words
And make us all to their song
To the tune of millions
To make a kind of gun

The killer's or the demon's seed
The glamor, the fortune, the
Go to war again, blood is freedom's
you pray for my soul anymore

2 to midnight
The hands threaten doom
2 minutes to
To kill the unborn in the

Midnight, all
is all night
Midnight, all
is all night

Midnight, all