IMMORTALIS
ZOMBEAST
DEATHDIVINE
I'm just a cigarette, so please smoke me. This twisted, wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of Hell. In dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell. Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate, driven insane by the dark one. To bring forth the foul biddings, he speaks. The undead are among us, at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds. They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck.His spires are growing taller still, their shadows spreading throughout the land, freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man. Into the tower, never go. The horrors multiply. Gears can mince the strongest ones, leaving heroes paralyzed. The rivers flow with poison, the sands swallow you whole, the ghouls that roam this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat. Tonight will be our last, my hands are itching for razors, my angel, this knife shall carve thee wings. Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your blood. The hour approaches when I shall lay a nest inside of you. Sliced open, I lay waste to my desires. Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile. And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves. After you've died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck. You enter me in death's perpetual embrace, skin tightens in the throes of lust. And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear. Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room. How splendidly I carve into your tender heart, shuddering between the sheets. Whisper your name as you awaken your throat gasps, your skin recoils. We shall be intertwined, entangled in our love. Murder beckons as time stops with your voice, "I'll love you forever" - and forever it shall be. The knives begin singing, they're weeping for your flesh. The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of my mind. The rampant state of elation is heightened by the paleness of your cries. With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations. With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting the knives are crooning for this perfect end. For weeks I've watched you, perched above your sleeping form. As I caress your perfection, my angel, I'll tear your insides out. My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones. I cannot subside until I have suckled every inch of you. I feel the fibers stretch and tear. Unbridled climax is achieved. I've waited so long for this moment, the euphoric act of suicide! Suicide! She starts her new diet of liquor and dick, Just like Hollywood, but laced in sick. The sun goes down, and so does she. So clap your hands to the sound of every first born dying now. Watch the rivers flow with blood, death will stand where life once stood. Close your eyes, pray for plagues. Cleanse this Earth, bring our doomsday! Clap your hands to the sound of every first born dying now. Watch the rivers flow with blood, death will stand where life once stood. If I had a gun I'd pump your ethics full of lead. If I believed in meat I'd eat a plateful of our dead. There's merit in construction when it's done with your own hands. There's beauty in destruction, resurrection, another chance. There's a you and I in union but just an I in my beliefs. There's a crashing plane with a banner that reads everyone's naive. I'd rather kill a stupid flower and spread its seeds around. Until a garden with our bullet-laden morals will be found. Will be found. Now I´m standing here alone at the end of the road, screaming into the emptiness. Why did we start this way together.? Although it was clear to me I would end up all alone, completely broken and misused by love? I rape myself and I don´t know why, this whole thing makes no sense at all! Have you ever understood me, have you ever felt the same, have you ever looked in my eyes? Rip them off, take them. Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing that resembles a soul of a man. See him numb, see him crushed. I could not see past fury. Maintained the True Beast. My instincts rupture and the motive has no theme. Now look into these eyes, and see the end of time. It takes hold this image of rapture, infecting you whole... Tie me to a knob, and close the hanger's door. A human taken advantage for the world's better peace. He revives as a Beast, in dark fires of Hell. Now wait for the sounds of death, come ringing to your ears. The blasts, melodic. The gore, beautiful. Your end is yet to come. I'm still a cigarette, so just smoke me.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005

*Survivor Labrador

you won't guess how stupid 8 people are when class ends at 10.30am. hai, they went to Harbour Front. nothing wrong? hai. they then went to Labrador Park from Harbour Front interchange which took 30mins and pass by 3 bus stops. naze? because they have nothing better to do.

the people: Nokz, Ariz, SRK, Superman, Mat Ganja, Ptui, Mard and Hide. hai, ore. when we stepped into Labrador, we took our time and helped some soldiers load a cannon. then we marched into the jungle and ended up at the coast where we played Survivor Labrador and Truth Or Truth. baka ka, orera?

details of Class Survivor: Winner of Survivor Dover - Nokz, Winner of Survivor Labrador - SRK.

here i go, so dishonestly. leave a note for you my only one. and i know, you can see right through me. so let me go, and you will find someone.

GORE.5:15 PM

Monday, June 20, 2005

*School Re-opens

hai. minna tachi. in school now, learning 3dsMax7. yeah. i'm missing time on Priston Tale, chikusho. Psycho is already in. i'm stuck in school! demo...it's fun to see these jokers again. the people like Nokz, Ariz, Zarie, Nizam, Vishnu, Dzul, Shaz, Britney, Mardy, Fad and Nad. also JJ and Serene too.

miss those back at the networking class - Dina, Deen and Brother Lurp Zali. the class is not the same without them.

OPX is part of the angura kei scene. haha. learnt that word from a friend. nice isn't it. hai, hai.

funny. it seems that nothing will be the same at school anymore. i'm already in 2nd year. and the place isn't like it used to be. new classmates. not sure if the Psychodelique 1A will mix around with them.

argh. head is about to explode from all the news and shit all around. bleah. so much for the first day of school.

schedule for school -

Monday: 0800-1300 Computer Animation (CANI) Rm1405, 1400-1530 Employability Skills Rm1408
Tuesday: 0800-0900 Sports & Wellness, 0900-1030 Employability Skills Rm1408
Wednesday: 0800-1300 Computer Animation (CANI) Rm1405, 1400-1800 Computer Graphic Rm1405
Thursday: 0800-1200 Computer Graphic Rm1405
Friday: 0800-0900 Sports & Wellness

i don't believe this! Friday eight to nine? what the fuck? dame, dame!

ok. signing off. sayonara.

reload the gun and shoot this blackened heart again.

GORE.9:20 AM

Sunday, June 19, 2005

*I Scream Again

to the people who used to read my blog almost once a day. gomendasai. i haven't been updating that much.

so. i'm 18. nothing changed. another year in my life gone. demo...it's not wasted. i had fun on my 17th year. forming Obscure Phionix. going through all the good times with them. yeah. they're my life man. Meow, Aproman, Evil Man and Deng. without them, i'd still be a plain loser. now, i'm a hyped up menacing insane rocker loser! haha.

yeah. cut with the jokes, Hide. baka ka, omae? you're 18 and still you punk around? what can i say? i'm like that. those of you who think i'm fucking shallow...well...you're right! haha. nah. no. i'm sarcastic, insane, straightforward and i sure don't let go of grudges easily. (get it?) yeah. whatever. so much for being deep. namen nayo!

thoughts, thoughts, thoughts. hah. if i quit screaming, the world's going to change. if i quit rocking, i'd die damn it! being serious and fun at the same time isn't easy you know. try it. your head will seriously fucking hurt. or explode even.

i haven't seen some of my buddies for awhile. like...the 12-year itches, Danny and Janster (mind if i called you NJ? lol. does have a ring to it don't you think? ). not to mention my godsisters, they're out of my life. some my cousins too - Matt, Psycho, Yaqin, Iman, Shafik, Nasrool, Nasreen. if any of you are reading this: I MISS YOU ALL. hahahahaahahha. no seriously, i love you all man. this includes OPX (Obscure Phionix).

i wonder how i'm gonna live through all the pain that's around me. hard to see isn't it? somethings just don't change. the hurt, the deception, the lies, the knife in the back. i can make it. i guess. cover it with some cousins, OPX, the real friends and the passion. this might just be going smoothly.

let me finish with these words. nothing stands between you and your passion.

P.S. sis, the bet is still on.

if you're the moon and i'm the night. will the light be drawn to your radiance or my darkness?

GORE.6:08 PM

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

*My Next Step

hey. back from the jamming rooms for the streetfest gig.

I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE THAT CAME DOWN TO THE GIG. (except for some exceptions)

said enough? no?

Amos! thanks for recording us! Nokz! thanks for being unpaid! hahahha.

i'll be posting gig info for OPX on http://obscurephionix.blogspot.com.

i'm 18. yes. the SUBLEGAL age in Singapore.

i passed my exams! B/B/D. going to year 2. going to multimedia class with all the damn jokers.
multimedia. i wonder what's going to happen. well. i guess i'll find out soon.

FINALLY I FOUND A GOOD MMORPG. by the name of Priston Tale. thanks to cuzzy Psychospider.

again. mnms still INVADE the world. fuck them!

people (person) are (is) annoying me a hell lot.

well...got to sleep. PT again tomorrow. night everyone. i'll...um...blog again. soon. i hope. yeah. soon.

GORE.11:54 AM

.INTRODUCTION.

QHAI 1987.06.15.
The Air, The Twins, Gemini.
(UN)Taken Cynic.
GUITARIST of Obscure Phionix.
VOCALIST of Death By Clowns.
I am insane; Come near me and you will get my disease. I am an insane guitarist, a psychotic vocalist and yes, I headbang. I've received much company and love from Obscure Phionix, Death By Clowns, scenemates/fans and trusted friends. Thus I am content with my life. With no further questions, I have laid down my feet to my one path. Even how complicated things will get, I will get there. I am my own King. And I will decide where I go. Hate me if you will, there is an [x] where you can close this down. Gore back at me.

Reach me though;
Qhai @ Friendster.
Qhai @ MySpace.
Qhai @ avengedchildxvii@hotmail.com.

Reach Obscure Phionix through;
Obscure Phionix @ Blogger.
Obscure Phionix @ Friendster.
Obscure Phionix @ MySpace.
Obscure Phionix @ obscurephionix@hotmail.com.

I play melodic-progressive-trash-death-core metal.
Got a problem? Go Fuck Yourself.

.GORE IT OUT.



.EAR POISON.

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