Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Minutes to Midnight

Kill for gain, to maim
We need a reason
The Goose is on the loose
Never out of

pride burns inside
Shell of bloody
my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of death

The killer's or the demon's seed
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 to midnight
To the unborn in the womb

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

As the reasons for the
Cut their meat and lick the
We oil the jaws of the war
And feed with our babies

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

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

Body and little rags
Of children in two
The jellied of those who remain
Put the finger on you

As the play on words
And make us all dance to their
To the tune of starving
To a better kind of gun

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

2 minutes to
The hands that threaten
2 minutes to
To kill the in the womb

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

Midnight, all