POEMS BY AzzA

FRIGHT NIGHT 2003 Your pretty You said, I said, We both agreed to lie, I promised I wouldn’t die,

I give up, On me, On you, We could never be this way again,

Flying to high, Looking down on the humourless race, I can see you from far away, And I love you, But my love comes with a cost,

I give up, On me, On you, We could never be this way again,

Spilling paint on the windshield, Splashing around in the mud, I play with you for the final time, It’s okay, One of us will die soon, And maybe we’ll be together in heaven,

I give up, On me, On you, We could never be this way again,

You said that you didn’t care, When really you cared more than words could express, I know you’re not like me, I know you have a heater, Even if your body’s cold, Inside your heart, Is where I lost my soul,

I give up, On me, On you, We could never be this way again,

Now, As I fade away into nothingness, I hope you all remember, My life, My final flight, I know I have too much to live for, But I don’t want to have this pressure on me,

To those who know me, To those who think they know me, If you were here, I know you’d show me what you feel, Even if it’s a lie , So deny you ever knew me, Deny everything I ever told you, I AM RIGHT!!!, AND WHEN I WIN YOU WILL GET A FRIGHT!!!,

FEEDING FRENZY I can’t see your reflection, I can’t see your life, After all, It’s in the shadows you hide,

Your caress is simple, But lifeless, Your skin feels dead, In you eyes I can’t find solace, And I realise you’re just another of the forsaken,

Inside of you, Is where many devils roam, Inside of you, Is where angels go to die,

Your caress is simple, But lifeless, Your skin feels dead, In you eyes I can’t find solace, And I realise you’re just another of the forsaken,

In the night, You roam the streets, Looking for a meal, Searching for a comrade, And all you find is a whore, Only looking to score,

Your caress is simple, But lifeless, Your skin feels dead, In you eyes I can’t find solace, And I realise you’re just another of the forsaken,

Back to me you come, You’re only friend, For I am forsaken like you, But I need not feed from whores and sluts, I am your master, And I feed from you…,

DOOM Your pretty face Ain’t what it looks like Ain’t what it seems Your pretty face It has all the trademarks Of what I despise and hate in this world Your purity Your perfect ways And your deathly aura

You hide in the shadows Knowing that I will follow You hide in the shadows Knowing that I shall come Come upon you Come over you Cum into you

Your pretty face Ain’t what it looks like Ain’t what it seems Your pretty face It had all the trademarks Of what I despise and hate in this world Your purity Your perfect ways And your deathly aura

You cannot be you I cannot be me We are someone else We are no one else

Your pretty face Ain’t what it looks like Ain’t what it seems Your pretty face Has all the trademarks Of what I despise and hate in this world Your purity Your perfect ways And your deathly aura

Death shall over come you Tonight in the shadows Death shall cum into you Tonight in the shadows Unsuspecting you shall be Waiting for me to start my game You shall not know my true intentions You shall not know how long I’ve waited To take your life from you And kill another slut off To take your life for me

Your pretty face Ain’t what it looks like Ain’t what it seems Your pretty face Has all the trademarks Of what I despise and hate in this world Your purity Your perfect ways And your deathly aura

Tonight My hate shall come into me All these years of holding back All these years of lies After all these years My resurrection shall come And the dawning of a new era shall come From out of nowhere To the depths of somewhere Where no one dares to go Where the brave are no shows Is where you shall find me In the shadows of your doom…

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