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.
Sunday, July 29, 2007

BACK FROM HELL WEEKS; COMBATANT.

Ok. I passed my tests. Hell week is over! Hell week is over! Congrats to me for being lucky to pass all my tests. Plus the encouragement from Beastie Ruz and Wani made me study harder. Oh, i got poked by two 16Gs (just a little smaller than a yakult straw). FUCKING PAIN LAH SEH.

Anyways, yesterday's fireworks were damn beautiful. Glad i didn't miss it. Hung out with EJ, Zul, Alif, Hafiz, Ihsan and new friend from Boon Lay, Adriana. Ok, so i maybe the oldest there and the only OPXian and not mix with them for a long time, but it's time to mingle. Again.

Ruz had a hate tagger problem. Helped her out. Frankly speaking, i'd take an M16 shot for her. She's the only friend who really cares like a bestie should. Hate taggers suck. So fuck off from my friends.

I'm out of my depression phase. Haha. I've no regrets of my past. I'm fucking happy with my fucking life now. Ok, so except the fact that i still have stupid NS to serve. Waste of fucking time. But still, the things NS force in your brain is great for self-discipline and future skills. MEDIC LAH SEH. MEDDDDIIIC!

So a song tribute for my change of perspective.

CALIBAN - LET GO
Dead end and no way back
Walls came crashing down on me
Whatever I try, whatever I do
My mind will go insane
Change is the headline and I am reborn
All the crying, all the mourning is gone
I woke up with a new view of life
I don't know what has happened to the past (life)
Life is too short to think all through
Life is too short to waste it all
So listen to your heart
And help your dreams, to come true
Life is too short
Too many dreams kept in the dark
Too many wishes are blown away for nothing
A new time, a new chance
I am a rising star
I am back
I will fight
I will love again
I woke up with a new view of life
I don't know what has happened to the past (life)
Life is too short to think all through
Life is too short to waste it all
Life is too short


Yes. Reborn i maybe but none of the past or my loved will be forgotten.

Now, another song to try to empty the void.

CALIBAN - I WILL NEVER LET YOU DOWN
Wake up, stand up
For everything you want
Let's go, let's live
What are your dreams, what do you wish?
It's up to you, so open up your eyes
And see, what could be
The world is there for us (for us)
Forever, we will be together
To love, for life
Let all go, let me lead
To be free
Let me be your eyes forever mine
Let me be your guide through this life
What is real, what is fake?
You'll never know for sure
All the pain, all the lies
I'll take them away from you
It's up to you, so open up your eyes
And see, what could be
The world is there for us (there for us)
Let me your eyes forever mine
Let me your guide through this life
I will never let you down (let you down)
Forever, we will be together
To love, for life
Let all go, let me lead
To be free


Black Horns.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.9:23 AM

Sunday, July 08, 2007

SCENE EVOLUTION; I'M COMING BACK.

The scene, as some people would agree with me, have become so full of ridiculous wankers. The old scene seems so much better. The time where there was Shadows Embrace, Mulysa, Sounds Of Saviour and Obscure Phionix sharing the same stage. I miss it. So i'm doing something about that. I'm coming back to the scene hangouts to hand pick those who are still in love with the old scene and keep them from evolving into these x-core wankers who overdress, overact and overkill. Haha. STAY TRUE TO THE SCENE.

Jamming today was fun. Practising for the next up and coming gig which is Metal Allegiant. Coolness. Hahaha. Covering our favourites and our original play. So who's up for the Allegiance?

And again. I'll shall meet you ravers every saturday.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.5:58 PM

Sunday, July 01, 2007

BEEN TOO LONG; NOTHING IN MIND.

For the past 2 weeks: i've been to my new camp, seen National Day Parade rehearsals twice with the same people, been nervous and much more.

My new camp's alright. Not that bad. Just hope that the upcoming I.V. session goes well.

I miss alot of people. Yes, i do. And for the past few weeks i've contemplated and went down and out because of this. But, i'll move on. No matter what happens.

I won't update much. Too all those peers who are worried or whatever. I'm fine. Nothing wrong. Doesn't hurt to call once in a while eh?

A PATTERN THROUGH DEPRESSION.

An onward route of depression,
Motionless on a road of despair,
I stand alone unwilling,
For the hatred that follows.
Goodbye is the word that revolves,
Around this world of mine,
One by one they left here,
None concerned or loved.
I keep memoirs of the lost,
Reminder that I'm all to be,
Unloved in the world of peers,
Because friends just disappear.
The black ring I wear around my neck,
Is not because I love someone,
But a remembrance of love's torment,
A straight-cut scar across the heart.
The black ring I wear on my finger,
Is not because I love someone,
But a memory of what's done,
A past of gray that's to be forgotten.
A pattern through depression,
I thank you all for this,
In this state shall I be set,
In concrete after my feelings are swept.


insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.8:25 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
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