Mazel

by Animal Pharma

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The SIXTH album by Animal Pharma. Life and times under the global government of the Republic of Mazel.

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released November 1, 2015

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Track Name: Sons of God Raining From the First Heaven
Confess it whole to you
The weighted world in lashes on my back
Own and addressed abated words
That cover up my tracks
And here my eyes are drooping, candlelit
And weary of their sight
Liquidised in front of me to eulogise the light

Stuck in mythology
Your progeny to come is now deceased
Pallid stains on moon-burnt skin
Releasing dopamine
How it is sobering, collect her face
Unfolded from its place
Stitched beneath a calloused spirit
Sworn to never tear again

And they come blazing through
Like rats out of your fingernails
To faze you, faulting true
The facts have failed you

Out come the notes in radio waves
To send you summer times expired
Uninspired to accept
Retirement from out the present
I've been spattered all about
This whole creation somewhere sweet
Do believe what you repeat
Will seem to teach you
What you need

There's a cell trapped in the spit
To calcify these rosary beads
And if you bleed where you concede
That everything was made for you
Scriptured stories and the prophecies
About them will be true
And this whole world in every way
Shall be complete as fiction proves

Their brothers rain from high
Like jewels bubonic death their kingdom
Smothers slain, the while
The few are worthless

Someone's in the lab
I hear 'em desperately scrambling
I know I should be sad the fact
That I am soon departing me
How do I divide this rut
That's spilling out the medicine
From something that my regular
Existence sees a struggling

Behold a pale horse
How cute and sturdy are its massive hoofs
Trampling the ethics
That convince me to be drunk is cool
It don't know the name no more
It only knows the general fool
I'm old and unaccounted
I am twisted in a different truth

No mercy from these beasts
That feast upon our daughter's dress
For justice and relief
I do detest there

One sees the different
In a moldy scroll
Which you unravel to some babble you
Still are unable to decipher whole
Babel to Mazel is cyclical
Mazel's the fault of the world, you see
Pigs out of pen took your liberty
And you just said 'hi, Illuminati'
You just said 'hi, Illuminati'
I just said fuck the Illuminati
I just said fuck the Illuminati
Track Name: I Keep My Church To Me Pt.II
We, but far from here
We slow down
At times I'll tell a lie
I can only feed
For myself inside
Some thorn-filled body now

There are roses bathing in green
What a beautiful eulogy
And you can hold the wreath
'bove the brow, your crown
My medication clouds

My thoughts
Since the ground
Calls to me
There’s a sound
In your child
That’s around
Deep in me

Fetus feelings you
(The only ones that I could ever know)
Say are null and void
(The only seed that's left for me to sow)

I keep my church to me
Track Name: Ecclesiastes 1:9
No one reads of the old things
And so they starve for something new

But that has been so done
And that is oh so exhausted
And that is filth repackaged
Underneath our sun
So slow, you

And the new came greatly stifled
And you just ran on back to high school

But that has been so done
And that is oh so exhausted
And that is filth repackaged
Underneath our sun
So slow, you
So slow, you
So slow, you
So slow, you

But that has been so done
And that is oh so exhausted
And that is filth repackaged
Underneath our sun
So slow, you
Track Name: Theories of Everything
Everything in space
Is relevant to that which isn't
I don't know a thing

For I am on the other side
From last to first
Within the superverse

For we a kids with microscopes
Building things with bars of soap
And gravity
For we are kids with microscopes
And chipped velociraptor bones
And theories about everything
For we are kids with microscopes

Nobody in history
Could ever solve the mystery
Of woman

But do that stupid dance
And try to help me understand
What I've been doing

For we are kids with microscopes
Observing rotten artichokes
Gone moldy
For we are kids with microscopes
Blowing up the village folks
For glory, it is everything
For we are kids with microscopes

Theories of everything
You cannot solve it all yourself
Track Name: Death to Mazel
Death to Mazel
How could you do this, I don't know
Your people trusted you
They had no fucking clue, but still
There's no appraisal
And no approval, what you've dealt
I'm feeling sick but
Not sick enough, as sick as you
I'm wishing death upon your feat
Your whole technology and fleet
Your presidents and family
'cause you deserve it
Death to Mazel
Track Name: Little Girl
Don't you cry
Daddy's here
And I'm not going
Anywhere without you
Little girl
Without you
I'm old

And I can see the pastures on
Kilometres with you
Kilometres with you
Little girl
I love you so
I love you so
My little girl
Track Name: Insomnia Sleep Phase
Toxins in bureaucrats
Epidemic rhetoric needles jabbing
Suffers a billion deaths
Lessons are pathetically conditioning

Not a wink in life
Though I'm, I'm so bored
Yeah, I'm, I'm so boring
Trace the stink to find
That most of the world
Is sore in their snoring

Sown to the politics
Left and right, two-headed dragon squabbling
Raised by my parents well
Though hell has turned
The oceans auburn; boiling

Not a wink in life
Though I'm, I'm so bored
Yeah, I'm, I'm so boring
Trace the stink to find
That most of the world
Is sore in their snoring
Track Name: Someone Isn't There
I start before I take the meds
Don't stop before I go to bed
Repeat until the morning then
I keep it from my only friends

Yet they know
I don't talk about it
Everybody's guess is in control
How I feel about me
I'll just overthrow in my own head
Someone isn't there

I end it in a cold pursuit
Of life when I've nothing to do
Ask why it may have chosen you
In shade across a bloody moon

Yet they know
I don't talk about it
Everybody's guess is in control
How I feel about me
I'll just overthrow in my own head
Someone isn't there
Someone isn't there

I'm sterilised and slow distilled
Still yet to take the morning pill
Down Point Cook road and stumbling
I think I've beat the enemy

Yet they know
I don't talk about it
Everybody's guess is in control
How I feel about me
I'll just overthrow in my own head
Someone isn't there
Track Name: The Third Temple
Why am I yet to gaze
Within those cinematic eyes?
Emulate lazy days
We mix your DNA with mine

And I am believing the world in you
Though worlds have collapsed
To the weeping few
I will allow you to sleep it through
'til we've rebuilt it anew

You cannot waste away
Along with concepts of the time
Should God return to claim
I shall petition me to die
For we are born, not made
We have some choices to decide
Forlorn, we do elate
And we relate it to our kind

And I am believing the world in you
Though worlds have collapsed
To the weeping few
I will allow you to sleep it through
'til we've rebuilt it anew
Track Name: Tuesday's Garden
I thought I saw you in my eye
But that was only dirt
I thought I saw you in my eye
But that was only dirt

I thought that you were waiting
But I must be mistaken
Cause I thought I saw you there
But it was dirt

But I can guess that you were waiting after dark
With candles of our neighbourhood
Burnt out through Tuesday’s garden
And if you were a sister, I will be a brother’s heart
And watch as you become what I am not

I thought I kept you in my thoughts
But that was just a stroke
I thought I kept you in my thoughts
But that was just a stroke

I knew that you were waiting
And slowly mitigating
Yeah, I thought you in my thoughts
And had a stroke

But I can guess that you were waiting after dark
With candles of our neighbourhood
Burnt out through Tuesday’s garden
And if you were a sister, I will be a brother’s heart
And watch as you become what I am not

I thought I felt you in my heart
But now I know it's broke
I thought I felt you in my heart
But now I know it's broke

I swear that it was beating
Receding from repeating
‘Cause I thought I felt it mending
But it’s broke

But I can guess that you were waiting after dark
With candles of our neighbourhood
Burnt out through Tuesday’s garden
And if you were a sister, I will be a brother’s heart
And watch as you become what I am not
Track Name: Cecilia Has Killed Herself
Four sister wounds upon my porcelain chest
To make me smile at my worstest
Anti-Oedipus depression
With matrimony garments on her breast
She may forget her body image
As a 13 year revenge

Now you’re injecting your opinions through my veins
An intravenous creed’s the same
When older sisters aren’t afraid
To be like you
And surely God could take the blame if you aren’t you
The one he made for mother’s womb
Whom lost the word along the way

Cecilia has killed herself
She’s in her vomit
Praying in a mess
Intoxicated in her shit
Graffiti ink-stains in her dress
Now she’s her poetry
The rest you will forget
And it’s okay to have a coffin
When it’s made of all the trees she would collect

I’m mourning for myself to acetate
And maybe I’ll become a song
For me to sing myself to sleep
Her fragile arms, they know that she can fly
From out her windowpane she’ll try
To be the same what she believes

It’s in the laminated virgin chapel moss
Biotic, viral hymns give untouched women
Birthing us a choice to be like Him
For reapers are only ever working as a bitch
Dehumanising all our thoughts of oldest places, oldest friends
To make us wonder why

Cecilia has killed herself
She’s in her vomit
Praying in a mess
Intoxicated in her shit
Graffiti ink-stains in her dress
She’s an obituary
Nobody could read
Don’t be afraid and don’t you cry
We’re never far behind from what we cannot see