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 s**uality 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 And night and day run round in circles following s** 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 I'm shooting, shooting forth I'm shooting forth the new gold now - ha!