Under the weather
Dressed up in leather
Waiting to sever
You head from you nethers
Hiding in rain
Looking for pain
Samson insane
Its his hair again
Under the covers
smothered in butter
No one discovers
Love in each other
Under the mountain
Fall into fountains
I can not count them
They are unbounded
I believe liars
Though I grow tired
I am to inspired
To never deny her
Hercules falling
Hermaphrodites calling
Rick ross is ballin
Aphrodite just mauled him