كلمات XX World

I will tell you such a story which may seem quite unlikely But know, dead, some signs bode ill as parthenogenesis And now, listen to my narration, gloomy picture of world lasting but wanting... Since the day where the lore Had proved male's uselessness The slaughter began, so peerless Making him lay his gore Long ago a poet said the men's Past and future were women's He was right but this meant death And now it is the parquet's reign All men are dead but the slaves Females still hold the flame of joy They keep the strongest, fieriest boys Who are we due to shrew total obeisance And must give them wildness extranagance As Faust sold his soul to satan The boys sell their flesh to women