2022, the explosion occurred, show
Tearing the flesh with the soul
Oh, but it seems you are lucky, you are not among the wounded, not among the dead,
In Siberia, survived, you walk in chemical protection, but there are less and less reserves of food every day, death is getting closer
I decided to look for others, the Geiger counter in his hands, sipped vodka, Chiki Briki Dil,
For hundreds of kilometers, around cold ash, kapets to the planet,
You thought and suddenly noticed how the wind was from the cave, somehow it shines strangely
I remembered about legends, Hyperborea?
Yes, not damn it, only fascics and children believe in these fairy tales. But the Geiger is silent, which means we climb
I have nothing to do, I want to eat, but inside there, God's father
Inside underground cats,
Right from the Egyptian tombs,
And their sacred tails
In the orhams orhami weaved
Metaphysical ball
Our universe is universe
Vibration through the stream
The cosmic meow flies
Inside underground cats,
Right from the Egyptian tombs,
And their sacred tails
In the orhams orhami weaved
And the golden sun
And the antiquity of their architects,
Vibration through the planets
The cosmic Moore flies
Ancient Cat Sensei,
Hangs in the dark (or not hanging)
He told me
The fact that he is not
The ancient creature of the universe,
They captured the mind of people through memes
They were subject to everything,
For them, playing your tail
This is a wheel
They worshiped the pharaohs and
Legends were composed of them
In the West they even said that the cat is a gender
In the name of the mustache, paws and holy tail
Cats became Buddhas and resurrected Christ
Inside underground cats,
Right from the Egyptian tombs,
And their sacred tails
In the orhams orhami weaved
Metaphysical ball
Our universe is universe
Vibration through the stream
The cosmic meow flies
Inside underground cats,
Right from the Egyptian tombs,
And their sacred tails
In the orhams orhami weaved
And the golden sun
And the antiquity of their architects,
Vibration through the planets
The cosmic Moore flies
Towards me
Cats in boots from Guchi,
There are a lot of them here, all in the claws of the dear
Cat in a bag or in a box
In thieves' tattorals
Valerian is not childish
You do not surface against the wool
I do not advise pulling the cat by the tail
So the cats arranged a PIIP.
Their 9 lives, three cats, holy trinity
Our world is a product of great kotobo
Schrödinger cat, cat Vinci
Got forty women and drink Vincerchik
Super Cotings, even a slap with them
Black cats, don't cross the road
Cats Aristocrats, fat as deputies,
And the poor mice has a salary of a cat cried
Cats have here, pussies, whiskey, whisks,
Bombed another 8 times, because they have 9 lives.
Inside underground cats,
Right from the Egyptian tombs,
And their sacred tails
In the orhams orhami weaved
Metaphysical ball
Our universe is universe
Vibration through the stream
The cosmic meow flies
Inside underground cats,
Right from the Egyptian tombs,
And their sacred tails
In the orhams orhami weaved
And the golden sun
And the antiquity of their architects,
Vibration through the planets
The cosmic Moore flies
