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Album: Live After Death (2008)
Artists: Iron Maiden

  1. 2 Minutes To Midnight (Smith, Dickinson) 5:52
  2. 22 Acacia Avenue (Harris, Smith) 6:04
  3. Aces High (Harris) 4:07
  4. Children Of The Damned (Harris) 4:19
  5. Die With Your Boots On (Smith, Dickinson, Harris)
  6. Flight Of Icarus (Smith, Dickinson) 3:21
  7. Hallowed Be Thy Name (Harris) 7:17
  8. Iron Maiden (Harris) 4:11
  9. Iron Maiden - Live After Death
  10. Phantom Of The Opera (Harris) 7:01
  11. Powerslave (Dickinson) 7:06
  12. Revelations (Dickinson) 5:59
  13. Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Harris) 13:03
  14. Run To The Hills (Harris) 3:52
  15. Running Free (Harris, Di'anno) 8:16
  16. The Number Of The Beast (Harris) 4:48
  17. The Trooper (Harris) 3:59
  18. Wrathchild (Harris) 2:54


Iron Maiden
Live After Death
2 Minutes To Midnight (Smith, Dickinson) 5:52
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.
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.

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,
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 our war machine and feed it with our babies.

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.

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 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.

Midnight.....all night..... (repeat)
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