A Foul Decade

[Ananda]

Lord Fowl?

[sgt.null]

Lord Foul what am I going to do? this is all true

[Zeph]

Hum... Fried Foul, such a vixen
Give me your heart please but I need you bitching.
You are a bird but you are not a king
Got wings but you can't fly away from me
Driving in your bucket seats
All the way from Mallory's to mess with me
Look what you do to me, posts were number one to me
After you shower, you and your gold metal flowers
Then you rub your hot oil for about a half an hour
You in your hot tub, the dogs look at you salivating
Dry you off, I got your proper towel waiting
Spray you down cause you're red hot
Louisiana style you make my head rot
Then I flock to the bed then stop
What have we done? I need rest
I don't know what part of you I love best
Your mind or all the rest
Mr. Foul Chicken, you are going to be a bigger death
Created by another lax women to serve mother's guest
you are going to be a bigger death
Mr. Foul Chicken you were my addiction
Dripping with hot control
Like Greeks with their rifles, Italians with their tomato pasta
What ganja is to a rasta
Trapping me; You and your friend mocking, please!
Candy colored dreams but you knock me to my knees
It's killing me when I am dying
Nothing I need more than a dream to die

[Sgt.Null]

This, it tastes good, I can't lie
It's like you're walking out of the banning room
When I pull up from the bong, baking, I got you on my mind
Rubbing that left hand motion all up over your body
So amazing how you sparkle when I glaze you swine
Hey my pretty hand hot
It's so feminine the way you submitted and how you gave me mod power
To massaging my ego, to showering you with lemon water
Marinate you with reasoning and dipping you in powder
Baby it's like your at the spa the way you gently take in the pain
While enjoying your bitter milk treatment
I sit and watch the disease sizzle, bubbling in your sin
Despite the funny fragrance still I lick my fingers frequently.
In any event, I'm reflecting on all the signs
That I got saying that I shouldn't mess with you
But the way you are, you would waste your mind to resist
When I put my mind on you but that's another issue
Butterflies up in my stomach, when I laid eyes on you
Or was it infection manifesting
Confused over the feeling, impatiently greeting you
Tricky worms chewing on the wall of my resistance
I will ban you until there's nothing left
Until my very last breath, you are going to be my meth
Despiser, I fear you. the best specialize in cooking swine as a chef
You are going to be a bigger death.
Who cares if the swine is mixed with rat, cat and dog combined
Yes, I am yours to my very last breath.

Isn't that just it?
I will love you until it just kills me
And I choose to do that, why?
'Cause that's just what I choose to do

[deer of the dawn]

[sgt.null]

I'm a wild and an untamed thing,
I'm a bee with a deadly sting,
you get a hit and your mind goes PING,
your hearts pumping and your blood will sing