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.
Saturday, June 16, 2007

GRADUATED; NOW MEDIC.

Yes, you're reading Private Qhai the Combat Medic's blog. Combat Medic...

The Graduation Parade went on smoothly. But it took longer than i expected. And a big FINALLY to no more fuckers. I'm free from most in Section 1 whom i consider SHITS. Fuck you, i hate you. These SHITS have no brains to think for themselves, plus they only think of bloody things to make them happy. Try that in the unit and you'll be dead fuckers.

Ok, so SCRAP Graduation Parade. I turned two decades old as of 15th June, Friday. Went out with the family for bites and shopping. It was Umairah's and Ruz's dad birthday as well. Cool huh? Mom bought me a new belt from Guess. Nyahaha. Wanted to find aviators but the ones i found, were more than $200! Argh!!

Had jamming with Obscure Phionix and Death By Clowns, back to back. My fingers are tired and my throat is red. Thanks to the screaming. Lol. Well, overall i enjoyed myself. But Obscure Phionix has to buck up. We're aiming for the future. Let's take this to the next level guys.

Going to East Coast for a picnic. Yay!

So, things to add to my wishlist. (Take note to all those who haven't got me a gift. LOL).
- Aviator Shades
- Sony Ericsson Cybershot Phone
- Sony Playstation Portable (PSP)
- Sony Playstation 3 (i wish!)
- Laptop > The newer model of Sony VAIO would be nice
- Creative MP4/MP3 (more than 2GB, no less)
- A Hardcase for my Jackson Dinky

Ok stop. Let's end this as you can see i'm obsessed with Sony Products. Hah! =).

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.11:19 AM

Sunday, June 10, 2007

THE BEST FEST; TIGHTNESS.

Hello all. I must admit that yesterday's performance was not that good. Everyone there knows it as well. Yesterday's night soundman sucks and because of that OPX's morale hit an all time low, in which caused us to cock up. So i don't blame him alone. So. Thanks to all those who came to support yesterday. Namely: Our families; Spyglass Avenue and friends; Izzat of Shattered Skies; Tsue; Didi; Wan of Vulgate Dogma; Sounds Of Saviour; Khai; Khai, Aydil and Ixe of Mulysa; Affey and group; and lots more (sorry if i didn't mention your name cause there were a hell lot of people we know out there).

So. What's up today? The best of all our SSF performances. Added an extra song to the list. Thanks to Spyglass Avenue and friends for being there. Plus Affey's lot. Haha. =). We got the videos for 3rd June's and 10th June's performances. So after i graduate from Tekong, i'll upload it and try to put it up on YouTube or somthing. =). Weeeeee~

Passing out of Tekong soon. Finally. Yay-ness. 'Kay, i'm tired and aching. Let me rest.

P.O.P.-O!

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.5:42 PM

Saturday, June 09, 2007

MY LAST DAYS OF BMT-SHIT; THE SADISTICS.

Let's do this in point form. Starting from last Sunday.

Sunday, 2007.06.03.
Went out as early as 9am to catch our scheduled booking at Beats Merchant before our performance at Plaza Singapura. It's was crazy. We all were nervous but were very much prepared. After jamming we went for a bite then off to Plaza Singapura. To my surprise our faces were seen on TV ads all across the mall (and including Tampines Mall, found out from Meow yesterday). We then waited at the "Big White Tent" for our slot to come by plus the people we invited. For the first day, i was glad that very familiar faces were seen. We performed hard. With passion. And we ended the performance in a bang. To all those moshers who were sent out: i'm sorry, i didn't know they'd chase you out. After the performance i changed into my Smart Number 4 uniform and went off to book in.

Monday, 2007.06.04.
Drill Competition. We arrived at the Parade Square second so we'll perform second, after Kestrel. It was nerve wrecking. We only practised for 3 days. No more, no less. And we got third. Again. In the evening was Recruit's Evening. Haha. Moshing. Dancing. Skanking. And a whole lot of sweat. Plus i hi-fived Zarina, hostess for SAF MDC. B-e-a-utiful.

Tuesday, 2007.06.05.
Nothing much.

Wednesday, 2007.06.06.
One of our Sergeants pissed a whole lot of people off. Sadistically, i was smiling all the way cause most of my section was outraged. I love seeing those fuckers pissed off. Haha. YOU FUCKS DON'T DESERVE A SHIT. OH, HOW MUCH I HATE YOU ALL.

Thurday, 2007.06.07.
I did alot of "honourable duties" a.k.a. shit jobs since the whole day was company admin time. I managed to piss off my section again. Haha. Fuckers. Saw Shafiee, Gere, Nizam, Idris from Hong Kah Secondary; Joey of Prince Isobelle and my cousin, Yaqin enlist. Haha. 3 months BMTC for you guys.

Friday, 2007.06.08.
Managed to have lunch with Yaqin. Never seen him for a long time. Glad he's doing okay. And the rest of his family. Got to see him with a SHAVEN HEAD. Nyahaha. Booked out with hell lot of stuff. Finally, a few days left in Tekong.

And today, is Obscure Phionix's performance again. And expecting chaos with a capital "C".

Oh. I'm proud to be part of the REVOLUT'N.

TODAY. 6PM. CINELEISURE. BE THERE.







insanely yours,
Qhai

GORE.1:51 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.

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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