And demons rush to heaven
And the cradle of the devil is empty
Skeletons snap bones
To eat children
And the ancient chains press
And compared to her, rap is holy
Witches are ready for divination
She goes, goes to you
We thought there was no threat
Planned to live a hundred years
Shamelessly rolling my lip
We thought she was in a coffin
We thought the wave had passed
Planned baby
Forgetting her, flabby people
She will come back, she will come
Vigorous, damned
And enveloped in flames
There is a horned goat
For little guys
Knock knock knock (who's there?)
It's me, your mom came
Brought three cans of milk
And five bags of cabbage
Open up quickly
And help quickly
And then I'll pour you a belt
So much so that sparks will fall
What is the goat just about my voice
Did he squeak from behind the door?
Ding-ding, hey kids
Hurry up to reveal who they are talking to
Stop picking your nose with a hoof
Encrypted from mommy to option
I froze on the way
Like the waters of the far north
And I wheeze from a cold now
Here you me, children, do not recognize all seven
It's hard for you unfortunate without a mother
The snot hangs, the tummy growls, and the ass is not washed
I can hear someone's hooves reaching for the handle of the lock
Let me in on the doorstep
It's unacceptable to torture your parents
How tired I am, hard rock
From the market in string bags to carry you
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Vigorous, damned
And enveloped in flames
There is a horned goat
For little guys
And who did not teach lessons
Tom is uncomfortable in the night
Who ate poorly and went to bed late
This is where Russian rock comes
Heavy drunk and angry
Sneaking around with a dirty head
Laughs spitefully with all his mouth
He drinks vodka and beats women