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, May 31, 2007

SSF'S COMING; BLINDFOLDED.

Okay. First let me update on OPX's last jamming session. It waaaaaas extremely great! We got our form back. Haha. Finally. Our Original had an upgrade. Oh, plus my Jackson Dinky had a tune-up. This Obscure Phionix will soon be at Plaza Singapura playing to scrace the crowd. Hoping the people i invited are able to come on any of the three dates.

Oh just in case anyone of you don't believe me when i say i have my Jackson guitar.




Hahahahahaha. JACKSON BEBEH! Floyd Rose tremolo bar!

I'm awfully excited plus stressed for the performance at Plaza Singapura. It's going to be a blast. Currently stuck to Protest The Hero's songs. Wahah. The guitar works, the bass tappings, the odd drumbeats. A must to cover.

Oh. Here's one of the songs i wrote at Tekong...of all places.

BLINDFOLDED ADDICTION.
Do you notice me
The one who cares for you
My addiction for you neverending
I'm hoping for the day you fall for me
Disorder of dreams
Let my shattered heart mend in you hands
Let my lifeless soul breathe again
Let me be your knight stained in black
Let us be forever, forever
I want you to be mine
Cause you are the only one who understands my melody of words
I can't be sure if we're intended
Loveless human
Blindfolded, my sins push away the emotion
Sins of a lifetime
As darkness consume my future, a blasphemy of relations
You took away the cloth that impairs my eyes
Opened my vision of love for you
The light shines on you, my angel
You freed me and I thank you
I just want to hold and look at you
If I fail, blindfold my eyes again
Burn my skin with a lighted cigarette
Put me against a wall
Line a squad of shooters in front of me
And pull the trigger
Life's too short to let you go


And of course this song is for my own personal gain. Not for Obscure Phionix or Death By Clowns. I just love writing.

And again. This image:



insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.12:51 PM

Saturday, May 26, 2007

SSF07; SINGAPORE STREET FESTIVAL 2007.

Only one thing to update now. SSF07.



I'll update my on my life sooner or later. Hahs.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.6:19 PM

Sunday, May 20, 2007

DO YOU REMEMBER; THE GOOD OLD DAYS.

I've been spending my time in camp writing songs of lonliness. No idea why but that's what comes to my mind everytime i open up that book of lyrics. So...

Obscure Phionix had jamming yesterday. It was a little fucked. But nevertheless we'll perservere until StreetFest07. Original is completed. Want to hear it? Come to StreetFest. Haha. =). I'm hoping people like Ruz, Niq and a few other can make it. Lol. I'm gonna ask Mama if Ruz could be her goddaughter. Cos Ruz loves my Mama. Hehe. Maybe after Mama gets to know her better.

Oh yeah. This song is great. The lyrics are so powerful maybe it could turn the world's thinking. Tells us the way not to treat the world's women. And not the way women should treat themselves. Still, the world is becoming darker.



Do you remember how it was when you bled?
When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept
Because Vesta's long been sleeping
And now you've come to accept that
Your anatomy defines more than a few of the gaping holes in our social fabric
More than a few one night stands, more than a few prison bars melted into wedding bands
We've made you all the peasants and we've made ourselves the kings
Our queens are still subordinate as an angel without wings
We make it easy to belong which means it's easy to be wrong
"Put some plastic in your tits, and you'd look better as a blonde"
I remember when you were hopeful
And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin
With a moral sacrifice and a million social obligations, labels and expectations
You were young and modern seventeen in vogue and vague pursuit of a cosmopolitan dream
When you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations as a whore and not a human
You embraced with hesitation the parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister who's not subdued
Because dignity's not physical and your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you; your flesh means more than you
I know we'll wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains
You'll be asking for your rib and I'll smile and call you brave
Maybe someday when this bloody skull has dried I'll know our city is in ruins
When our greatest source of pride is a monument of dicks and ribs and gender crowns we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read, "No woman is a whore"


No. Not the way. Spread the word. We should love ourselves and be at pride.

"My hopes and my own future blindfolded to atone for a sin I didn't care for, but a sin that paid my debts. No one ever said that hope would be so beautiful. No one ever said I had to pull that trigger, on her. Her tiny steps tell lies about the choice I have to make; resurrect a static lifetime to starve, to death my own mistakes. So pull the screaming trigger and watch your carcass bleed me dry. Or drop the gun and try to shake away the blindfold from your eyes" - for my fading past.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.9:08 AM

Sunday, May 13, 2007

3 WEEKS; PERFORMANCE.

Obscure Phionix has 3 weeks left to Singapore Street Festival 2007. Last time we performed for that was in 2005. The very first Obscure Phionix line up: Meow, Man, Yazid, Hafiz and myself - Obscure Phionix 2005. We played Avenged Sevenfold's songs then. Look at us now, more agressive and faster pacing. I love how Obscure Phionix evolved through the years. Hopefully i'll get the Jackson Dinky by then. =).

Had jamming yesterday. In the evening until 9pm. Hafiz came down as well. We almost got Statutory Ape right and almost got our original right. Woohoo! Will be performing those two songs by StreetFest. Plus more. Old favourites and crowd favourites. For our genre i mean. Haha. I love how our original sounds.

As we were going back. I did something i promised myself not to do. Scan through the faces of girls. That's something wrong. I have myself to blame. Forever shall i be burdened by this lonliness. But at least Ruz is there to keep me company most of the time. =). Thanks Ruz darling. <3.

Let me end here. I might be able to get that Jackson today. Waiting for Yadi's call.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.8:37 AM

Sunday, May 06, 2007

THE SHOTS; THE INSANITY.

here they are. the photos of yesterday.





















insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.4:48 PM


BEFORE I END; BEFORE ENCAMPMENT.

This week has been overly fun. Went out most of the days. Met all the people i'm supposed to and wanted to. I'm relieved. Their faces make me smile. Always, never less. And as always, i'll love them until i die. But it's not always smooth sailing. I didn't get to meet a few of my beasties. And the new faces. Well. Here's my week's schedule since booking out.

Saturday, 2007.04.28.
Relaxed at home. Then went out alone to City Hall to buy some string for my beloved wife, B.C. Rich Beast. Went to Ayah's to get Eriq. Went home.

Sunday, 2007.04.29.
Went out. Jamming at Beats Merchant with Obscure Phionix. The room we got was so fucked up that i came back frustrated. So much for a great session.

Monday, 2007.04.30.
To ITE College Dover. Had jamming with Death By Clowns. Although it was only Latiff, Khair and i. Still when we jammed our last song, Rose Of Sharyn, i guess we drew alot of people's attention. Oh yeah, talking about DBC. I miss them. Especially Shima and Faizal.

Tuesday, 2007.05.01.
Went out to VivoCity with family. Walked and walked. Then we took the train to Sentosa. To Beach Station. Saw the drastic changes to Sentosa. I miss the old Sentosa.

Wednesday, 2007.05.02.
Stayed at home. Uploaded videos of Obscure Phionix's past gigs.

Thursday, 2007.05.03.
Went out in the evening to Man's place. Practiced our original song. And fondled his PlayStation 3. Oh my god.

Friday, 2007.05.04.
Jamming with Obscure Phionix. Tried to play Statutory Ape. Ended in vain. Haha. Still, went back frustrated cause of a few minor problems.

Saturday, 2007.05.05.
Went out for the Singapore Street Festival meeting with Meow and Qader. Yes, Obscure Phionix is playing there again. Woo. After that, waited for Shah and Rynna. Then Hafiz. Coolness. Then we went to Millenia Walk cause Shah wanted his dinner. Then along the way to City Hall Supreme Court, i bumped into Zana and the Dover guys. Haha. As we moved forward, bumped into Joe of Shadows Embrace. Already went for NS eh. Hah. Then when we were at Supreme Court. We camwhored. Yeah. The crazy people of OPX are as insane as ever. Waited for Man while we're there. After which more camwhoring. Then Fiz, Man and i did some amateur parkour. Haha.

So. I'll stop here. I'll post the photos later alright.

I'm the tool of my demons.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.9:57 AM

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

200; FORSAKEN.

This is my 200th post. I guess i'm just posting this due to my heart's similarity to the lyrics of this song. Oh, fuck. There are so many songs that could describe my crumbling heart. But i'll always love my beasties. =). So this is for you, my fading past.



A glance back, a glance into the now
Tears sweeten the day
But the aftertaste is bitter
Here we go!
Where are the good old times?
Where is my dependence?
In your presence my memories
Swallow me
Moment for moment
You threw me back
A new way, the same paths, old fears
I'm the tool of my demons
In your presence my memories
They swallow me
Moment for moment
You threw me back here
A new way, the same paths, old fears
I'm the tool of my demons
They hide the depths of my soul, in darkness
I can't be what I am
Fill me with new hope
Let me go before I end
I can't be what I am
Fill me with new hope
Fill me with new hope
In your presence my memories
They swallow me
Moment for moment
You threw me back here
A new way, the same paths, old fears
I'm the tool of my demons
They hide the depths of my soul, in darkness
Fill me with new hope
Fill me with new hope


insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.7:37 PM


VIDEO-ED; OBSCURE PHIONIX.

Finally. Since i have the time, i've uploaded all videos of Metalgodz Part 4 and Ascension 2: The Second Round. That was more than 6 months ago. A long, long time. I guess since landing in Tekong, i've less time for everything. That's the truth. Oh well, i guess i'll have to get used to it cause i still have another one and a half years to go. But, nevertheless, i'll still hate NS. And Ruz agrees with me. Haha.

Once again the psycho strikes. Can someone please shut her up and bleed her to death? I'm getting more and more annoyed and bezerked. Ruz, can i take your offer for you to screw her?

Hah. Let's end. Take care insanes.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.4:38 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.



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