Medley -- It's Pandemonium

Описание: cats and dogs, raining falling upward,
there is nothing higher than the kneecaps of sheep
and the skyscraper blades of grass, on the bleeding edge
mother may I? Yes you may, Queen
It's pandemonium, pan-Andalus
Trans-Alpine gaul and Timbuktoo.
Sputnik Sweetheart, sweet taboo
Can you slooshy me, as I slooshy you?
What we nye understand, mois nye ponyimaio
mozhabweet loh kol kok tov, bishlikha for me
and good luck to you, comrade, my sweet
autohagiography
You fool saint, you gold stranger
thumb on the scale,
born in a manger
Whereupon came, half-wits, quarter-wits,
Fifth-wits, nay,
Null wits, dimwits, nimrods came,
Like the faithful umma of the commune called by
some mystic muezzin to pray

Kneel, let us prey
Come all ye unfaithful, let us take
The dowry of the orphan and remake
The world in heaven's image so to take
The chance of choosing from those who make
The world through choice as kiln and clay,
mad potters thump madly on malnourished, adoma
ha-aqdom, siclky clay
spiritual asherman's syndrome that transmutes,
And creates
Stillbirth from cradle to grave,
So, look to your rogue pantheon of sprites
And call them from the unholy hollow night
And light for them their offering,
Their invocative sacrifice
play nicely with the devil and the devil will play nice.

from all the land to pray