Tabazan (BBC In Concert - 23rd March 1985) - Killing Joke

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 street 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

Shoot 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 — ha!