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.
Thursday, January 26, 2006

*Reminiscing The Days Of X

here i am. at school. yes, at school. in the company of my own self. minding my own shit. so many fucked shit have happened since school started and i do not like it one bit. true colours shown, real attitude seen and brains dismantled. maybe this is how people are showing the world that they are stupid?

being loyal to this certain clique is impossible. so, i'm going out on my own. those who intend to follow me, i don't mind. i'm my own person with my own goals in life. it's better to have lots of friends and less than ten real friends who you might call brothers and sisters. i'd think some people might agree to this.

to you people who think that the planning for the future is stupid, good for you. you might end up like the hobo at the end of each street. but then, those who plan too much might end up having their brain checked during their autopsy.

and i guessed you've heard of people who judge others just like that. and you'd be surprised how many people are like that in the world. let alone in Singapore.

oh yeah. matrepians and minahrepians still live. to hell with them.

do not get offended by this but some of those Singaporean hip-hoppers who just love to say "my bad" and all those hip-hop slang shit. you're making a fool of yourselves. you've been given good english education and you still can't talk properly. how sad. how sad it is.

for the past few days since the unofficial separation of Obscure Phionix, i've been listening to X-Japan and those few of my favourite visual kei bands. i watched hide's funeral video over and over again. and i felt like crying. hah. is OPX going to end up like them or is this just temporary?

in other music related news, i'm forming a project band and i'm looking for members. anyone interested?

i'm missing Shif badly. hah. i love you Shif.

until the next time.

Freakinly Mine, i love you.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

the dissipation.

I feel it welling up inside and Robert Smith lied,
Boys do cry,
And with blood tears in my eyes,
I'm an Anne Rice novel come to life,
Can't hide the monster anymore,
One can only feel desolate for so long,
Until one starts to change into something,
The mirror doesn't recognize I metamorphosize,
The darkness has been biding its time ,
To claim its latest victim fresh meat for carnal desires,
To become what I became
I viewed the sun for the last time,
Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips,
Crimson and red
My heart is dead and so are you,
And it pulses throug the desire to change,
To deconstruct all of my past failings,
But where to begin because when you live is sin,
Its hard to look at the saints,
Without them reflecting their jet black auras back on you,
And all I have is hope my inner burn's not fading,
I'll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day,
And all I have is hope and all I need is time,
To bury in pine under six feet of time,
The lies I told me about myself,
Claw my way out,
Pick the splinters from under my fingernails,
I won't lose hope,
I won't give in,
Just live and breathe try not to die again,
Just live and breathe try not to die again,
Just live and breathe try not to die again,
Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood?
So crimson and red,
I feel it flowing from your lips,
Crimson and red...


Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream,
All the stars right out of the sky,
And destroy the prettiest starry night,
Every evening that I die,
After all these images of pain,
Have cut right through you,
I will kiss every scar,
And weep you are not alone
Then I'll show you that place,
In my chest where my heart,
Still tries to beat,
It still tries to beat...

This weight is so unbearable caving my lungs,
All my life seems to be flashing in front of my eyes,
Run away from all the pain,

All the pain of life,
Run away from all the pain of life,
Ways of devotion turn to obsession open your eyes,
I want you to see what you've done to me crying out those eyes,

Run away from all the pain,
All the pain of life,
Run away from all the pain of life,
Bring my end to an end,
Distance yourself from the pain that covers me,
I reach out for your hand to find there's nothing left for me,
Razors kiss the vein overdose for pain,
A twelve gauge cross kisses the forehead a savior in a shell,
Sever me from the fall,
Fuck the people,

Fuck the world,
Fuck it all,
Open my arms,
Bleed out the flood,
In crimson I begin to drown...

GORE.11:11 AM

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

*New Additions

new additions to Darker Heaven:

- the "Horns" cursor in site. credits to TriviumWorld.net.
- "HIS VOMIT" now hosts videos. credits to YouTube.com.
- credits to the making of Darker Heaven is under "THE UNDEAD".

enjoy!

Freakinly Mine, i love you and miss you insanely.

insanely yours,
Qhai

this blog is insanity!

GORE.7:29 PM

Sunday, January 22, 2006

*Heath Is 38

today, 22nd January, is Heath's a.k.a. Hiroshi Morie's of X-Japan 38th birthday. haha. yeah, i know. i'm an X-Japan freak. what should i do? they're my inspiration to play music. all of them.

went jamming with Rashid's band today. it was ok. but i'm abit off with them. i'm wild and crazy and they're cool and calm. hahaha.

now nothing else going on today. so, i'll just stop here. until there is more things to update.

Freakinly Mine, i love you and i miss you dearly.

insanely yours,
Qhai

inspired.

Kurenai...

GORE.7:38 PM

Saturday, January 21, 2006

*New Skin

yes, i'm done with my skin. i've got positive reactions from this. hah. now to start posting again.

i'm bored. she's gone for training at Ubin. and i'm stuck without her to call.

oh yeah, if you've heard, Obscure Phionix has been disbanded unofficially. sad and shocking isn't it?

so, since its a boring day, let's find something to do.

later.

Freakinly Mine, i love you.

insanely yours,
Qhai

forever.

Kau auraku...

GORE.2:36 PM

Saturday, January 14, 2006

*New Layout

ok, before i start posting again. tell me what you think of this!

Freakinly Mine,
i love you.

insanely yours,
Qhai

GORE.9:36 PM

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

*2K6

wow. 2006. a year passed by fast. a year filled with happiness and sadness. in the end, great things happened and miserable shit came up. fucking hell, it's time to make way for the new year.

frequent visitors, i may not update for awhile as i'm remaking my skin. but do check back soon, as i think it will be done in a short while. but i have to consider school and shit. hah. i'll do it in my free time.

the memorable things that happened in 2005:

- the forming of Obscure Phionix.
- Obscure Phionix's debut performance.
- Freakinly Mine.
- Obscure Phionix's rise in skills.
- the performance at The Substation.
- making new friends.

there's more. but let me think first. heh. now until next time.

insanely yours,
Qhai

together in 2006.

I want you to know that,
I miss you,
I miss you so...

GORE.9:31 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.

Youll Be Safe Here - Rivermaya

Rivermaya - You'll Be Safe Here


Obscure Phionix - Nemesis
Welcome to the Slaughterhouse Massacre


Obscure Phionix - Nemesis
Sessions!05


Obscure Phionix with Agent Tsue - Nemesis
Acension 2: The Second Round


Death By Clowns - Rose Of Sharyn
Jamming Session


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