| Song | Tabazan |
| Artist | Killing Joke |
| Album | No Way Out But Forward Go |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Coleman, Ferguson, Raven ... | |
| I've tried to understand the ways of men they taught me | |
| They've lost their values as we define a wealth | |
| Semen and blood is all | |
| I've got, investments of a future | |
| I'm searching for a new gold, yes | |
| I'm searching for a new gold | |
| A voice is calling | |
| Move closer to you, yeah | |
| Virile young men run down the streets in havoc singing | |
| I wish to build, | |
| I penetrate, | |
| I penetrate | |
| Restricted sexuality gives birth to worlds of terror | |
| And all the time | |
| I'm trying to piece new schemes together, help me | |
| Architects erect erections, monoliths are raised | |
| I love the swollen mound, | |
| I love the swollen mound | |
| All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs | |
| All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs | |
| And night and day run 'round in circles following sex instinct | |
| Push it between her legs and stretch the lips, mother relieve me | |
| Bodies entwined in human tangle at the point of climax | |
| Shoots forth the new gold and at last reason makes perfect sense | |
| A voice is calling | |
| Move closer to you, yeah | |
| I'm shooting, shooting forth | |
| I'm shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I'm shooting, shooting forth | |
| I'm shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I'm shooting, shooting forth | |
| I'm shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I'm shooting, shooting forth | |
| I'm shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I'm shooting, shooting forth | |
| I'm shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I'm shooting, shooting forth | |
| I'm shooting forth the new gold now |
| zuo ci : Coleman, Ferguson, Raven ... | |
| I' ve tried to understand the ways of men they taught me | |
| They' ve lost their values as we define a wealth | |
| Semen and blood is all | |
| I' ve got, investments of a future | |
| I' m searching for a new gold, yes | |
| I' m searching for a new gold | |
| A voice is calling | |
| Move closer to you, yeah | |
| Virile young men run down the streets in havoc singing | |
| I wish to build, | |
| I penetrate, | |
| I penetrate | |
| Restricted sexuality gives birth to worlds of terror | |
| And all the time | |
| I' m trying to piece new schemes together, help me | |
| Architects erect erections, monoliths are raised | |
| I love the swollen mound, | |
| I love the swollen mound | |
| All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs | |
| All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs | |
| And night and day run ' round in circles following sex instinct | |
| Push it between her legs and stretch the lips, mother relieve me | |
| Bodies entwined in human tangle at the point of climax | |
| Shoots forth the new gold and at last reason makes perfect sense | |
| A voice is calling | |
| Move closer to you, yeah | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now |
| zuò cí : Coleman, Ferguson, Raven ... | |
| I' ve tried to understand the ways of men they taught me | |
| They' ve lost their values as we define a wealth | |
| Semen and blood is all | |
| I' ve got, investments of a future | |
| I' m searching for a new gold, yes | |
| I' m searching for a new gold | |
| A voice is calling | |
| Move closer to you, yeah | |
| Virile young men run down the streets in havoc singing | |
| I wish to build, | |
| I penetrate, | |
| I penetrate | |
| Restricted sexuality gives birth to worlds of terror | |
| And all the time | |
| I' m trying to piece new schemes together, help me | |
| Architects erect erections, monoliths are raised | |
| I love the swollen mound, | |
| I love the swollen mound | |
| All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs | |
| All hail the new seed breeding from our hearts and wombs | |
| And night and day run ' round in circles following sex instinct | |
| Push it between her legs and stretch the lips, mother relieve me | |
| Bodies entwined in human tangle at the point of climax | |
| Shoots forth the new gold and at last reason makes perfect sense | |
| A voice is calling | |
| Move closer to you, yeah | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now | |
| I' m shooting, shooting forth | |
| I' m shooting forth the new gold now |