Horus. Do not walk behind the garages (№ 305720)

We chanted as a child: "do Not go over garages, as long as alive
There's nothing but dirt and horse corpse eating bums.
There are rules of decadence and degeneration in a network having lived
Drive your drunk rams". It is a portal into a hotbed of evil and lies!
Where the hell's ritual - lit the fire a sinister Grimoire.
And the souls of the wicked swallow mouths of fire iguanas.
You'll lose yourself in the arms of prostitutes prozhennye.
And so we grew, and somehow everything was suddenly there.