N G R 16: La lumiére de la lune The moonlight

"2 Minutes To Midnight"

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 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 the 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 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 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 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 Midnight Midnight Midnight It's all night Midnight Midnight Midnight It's all night

Midnight Opera

"Powerslave"

Into the Abyss I'll fall, the eye of Horus

Into the eyes of the night, watching me go Green is the cat's eye that glows In this Temple Enter the risen Osiris, risen again Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a god Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies All around is laid waste And in my last hour I'm a Slave to the Power of Death When I was living this lie, fear was my game People would worship and fall Drop to their knees So bring me the blood and Red wine for the one to succeed me For He is a man and a God And He will die too Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a god Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies All around is laid waste And in my last hour I'm a Slave to the Power of Death Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins Silent the terror that reigned Marbled in stone A shell of a man, god preserved For a thousand ages But open the gates of my hell I'll strike from the grave Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a god Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies All around is laid waste And in my last hour I'm a Slave to the Power of Death Slave to the Power of Death Slave to the Power of Death