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.
Monday, November 27, 2006

BASSIST WANTED; FOR OBSCURE PHIONIX.

This coming 1st of December will be Obscure Phionix's last gig of the year and our current bassist, Hafiz's, last ever gig with us. He's leaving due to personal reasons. So we will be holding auditions for his position.

Taken from SOFT.sg:



hi,

we're a 5-piece band playing progressive/melodic/death/trash metal with a little bit of core. we're looking for a bassist who is into this kind of genre for audition. we currently have an original in our list. if you make the cut, we promise you that there will be more originals to come as well as more gig opportunities.

criteria we're looking for: good attitude, open to suggestions, skillful playing, willingness to explore other genres, commitment and ability to communicate with our with the whole band especially with our drummer. it will be a plus if you do not think by the book.

our influences: The Black Dahlia Murder, Atreyu, Arch Enemy, Caliban, Darkest Hour, Thrice, Trivium, In Flames, Job For A Cowboy, Catherine, Killswitch Engage, Nightrage, Behemoth, Between The Buried And Me, Poison The Well, Morbid Angel, Cradle Of Filth, Dead To Fall, Sick Of It All and more. We will open up to more influences.

our gig experience:

Ascension 2: The Second Round
Aggression Please 2006
Metalgods 2006 Part 4
Mosh Pit Volume 1
Punkrock VS Metal 2006
Hellihilation
Emolition
Mosh
Sessions!05
Dover Mini-Gig
First Step 2005
Fuxion 2005
Singapore Street Festival 2005

thanks for your time.

contact us: Man @ 93360274 / Qhai @ 90893401

Obscure Phionix.



So if anyone out there is interested please inform us through these numbers. Thanks. We'll get back to anyone out there as soon as possible.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.10:39 AM

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

OPEN YOUR EYES; SMILE UNBURDENLY.

Have you had the feeling that you are a loner, Being betrayed by all the people you used to trust? In the US they have preps, rockers, jocks, nerds and so on. In Singapore, we have the ever popular kids and the loners within them. And this all happens during Secondary life or even ITE life. Do you really think you're a loner?

No. Look around you. You are blessed in a different way than them. You have your family (this being your father, your mother, your brothers/sisters - not cousins and so on). They are there to support you in whatever you do. If you have a mother as cool as i have you would understand. If you complain about friends, you do have them. Your outside friends. The people who you always hangout with. For example - my scenemates/bandmates and i. And i always treat my band as family. I have this blessing of having a cool mom and great bandmates that care. You are leading your own life. Don't let other people show you the way. Mistakes that you've made can be corrected and forgiven. You'll learn not to repeat the same mistakes again. Hey, any of you have a problem, just give me a ring. I can be a good listener and may give you some advice that i got from various sources. Hee. XD. So, open your eyes to your surroundings, and smile (without that "i-hate-smile" or forced smile).

I think i've made a good choice of being in this band, Obscure Phionix. I've spent two years with Man learning, pushing and taking this band up. But it's not just us, it's the whole band. With the addition of Shah, our spirits have been lifted to the current peak. We're not perfect. We're not popular. We're just trying to get by.

Hey, anyway, i have no other idea what i should post anymore. So, you loners like i was. Smile. Think differently.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.10:28 AM

Monday, November 20, 2006

A LONG TIME WAITING; SENSELESS RANTINGS.

For how long was i away? More than i should have, i suppose. In a few weeks i'll be entering Tekong to serve the nation. My newest entry comes with a new skin. Simple, easy and quick. So let's start a few topics, shall we?

I've been entering Habbo Hotel Singapore (www.habbo.com.sg) for quite a while now. Think of this, little kids (aged 9 to 12) playing this so-called game/chat site have been creating "gangs". Yes, you heard me. Let me play out a scene with this certain kid.

Kid: "Do you have a gang?"
Me: "No. Not interested."
Kid: "Please join."
Me: "I don't believe in gang warfare. It's stupid."
Kid: "WHAT YOU SAY?"
Me: "Gang. Warfare. Is. Stupid."
Kid: "You join or i'll call my gang to beat you up!"
Me: "Wow."

Then i pressed the ignore button. Others can see what he was typing but i could not. Why? Cause i ignored him. Think of this people: You are in a virtual game, then you say that you are going to beat me up in that virtual game. Isn't it stupid? I wonder how these kids survive in real life. So far i've seen "gangs" named "Salakau", "G-Unit", "Black Dragon", etc. What the hell are they thinking? So those other kids in Habbo, take this advice: If someone is bothering you and you can't take it anymore, ignore. You can and will get banned if you curse or create problems within the game server. Remember that Habbo is "rated E" game/chat site to make friends.

Recently, i experienced something that's really really...stupid and senseless. If you are blogging or talking about a certain someone whom you do not want to disclose, then a few days later after news has spread or whatever, someone comes by to you and starts cursing you because they think that you're talking about him/her. Doesn't this explain that this "someone" is guilty of what you have just said? Now this "someone" continues hitting back at you and e-mailing you and cursing. Isn't it already obvious that this "someone" is really guilty? Haha. This is really stupid. This "someone" denies all that you've said but isn't the way he/she is reacting to your blog or conversation a little too personal? His/her guilt has been kept secret but now, even you know what this person has done. This is the flaw of those who are a little proud of their lives. Or in other cases, the flaw of most malay citizens here in Singapore and/or around the world. Yes, i agree that the respect for the malay race in Singapore has dwindled. And i bet even you, who's reading this now, know it but refuse to own up. I'm not saying that i haven't done any mistakes in my life. I have my own demons to face and my own battles to fight. And, of course being in a band (two bands - for that matter), stages to conquer.

Our race have gone through lots of hardships in the past, even now. In the past, most of the time we are the ones who will come up top. But now? The disgrace by matreps, minahreps, skinheads, punks and even those underground malay gangs have gone to another level. The Esplanade was supposed to be a place where everyone could relax and chill. Yet, there were fights happening. For example, skinheads vs punks and gangsters vs skinheads. What is this? A war within our own race? We're supposed to support each other not fight against ourselves. Yet, at this time, we managed to have Taufik Batisah as our first Singapore Idol and our second Singapore Idol Hady Mirza. Doesn't this reveal who we really are? Winners in everyway.

This is only a taste of what i'm coming back with. I'll be back with more. More of me and my senseless rantings.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.9:57 PM

.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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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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