Lyrics Святое Причастие - Худу вуду

The boat of the drowned captain remembers the aroma of the southern grass of those edges where the women of ebony carry a file, instead of the head. There the air is saturated with the smell of rum, there the sun is like a shaman's drum and ....
.... and discarded the skin of a black mother with a thin voodoo. Pokorno reads his ritual of evil voodoo
Submissively starts to dance, it's all thin voodoo
The white man will not hear loa
The white man was originally dead
The white man does not know his home and does not know where he goes
the ivory amulet grows and the drum beat at the hour when the sun falls the white captain's dance begins to grow thin voodoo
submissively recites his ritual itchy voodoo
submissively starts to dance - it's all thin voodoo
thin voodoo
thin voodoo
thin voodoo