Вуду туман (VOODOO FOG)

Pairs split twice, from the start.
Turned one way, but it bent me back,
Like it knew where I was at.
Voodoo fog, don't step too far.
Lose your line, forget where you are.
No hands on you, still get pulled along.
Voodoo fog, where you don't belong.
This ain't just weather; chilling to the bone,
It's the breath of old gods making their will known.
It twists your very compass,