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, July 19, 2008

UNITED AS ONE; MEMOIRS.






That's the best time of our lives. For more... here's the link. (http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=811171424&uid=11640205). Yep. So...just came back from hanging out with the guys. Long time since i came back damned late. Yeah... Whatever. I'm fucked. So, bad blog post. Yay. Bye.

insanely yours,
Qhai.
Immortalis Zombeast Deathdivine.

GORE.9:34 AM

Saturday, July 12, 2008

MEDIC'S NIGHT OUT; BEST OF MY LIFE.

Just came back home. From a long night. I was thinking of not going. But, i'm glad that i did. The Medical Center had some cohesion today. And i truly enjoyed it. First we were at Singapore Flyer's Popeye, eating some of the biggest pieces of chicken that i've ever had. And the damned mashed potato's gravy was the shiiiiit. Nice man. We got to meet back with Jason and Hafiz, who had already ORDed. The fun didn't stop. We had our meals and went outside to have a group picture. Too bad the girls who some of the medics brought didn't join in. We then proceeded towards Marina Square cause the doctors wanted to have Starbucks. After which we separated ways and the Chaos Medics went for shisha over at Bussorah Street. Fadli treated us to 4 flavours. Banana Mint (LOL), Cherry, Apricot and Watermelon. We sat down on the floor among the carpets that Shakeer's father issued, yeah, it's an inside joke. Medics who were there for shisha were Irfaan and his girl, Shakeer, Kenneth, Hosni and his girl, Razif and his girl, Syafiq, Fadli, Izzat, Jufri, Syed, Talib, Max and myself. We were laughing, talking cock and sharing cover stories. It was great man. We reached there at about 2330hrs and stayed til 0230hrs. Woah. Haha. It was awesome. Kenneth then took Izzat and myself home. Escorted by Jufri and Fadli. Convoy man. Convoy.

Now here i am. Infront of the laptop. Typing away, not sleepy at all. Maybe it's cos of all that shisha? Haha. Who knows? THANKS MEDICS FOR THE NIGHT. TOTALLY AWESOMENESS. A night we shall have to repeat.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.3:31 AM

Thursday, July 10, 2008

RISE OF; IMMORTALIS ZOMBEAST DEATHDIVINE.

There used to be alot of names for me. (1) Beast, (2) Zombeast, (3) Deathdivine, (4) Obscura. Now let's all take that into consideration. It's now Immortalis Zombeast Deathdivine. A mixture of immortality for the re-rise of Obscure Phionix. Yay. For you fucking information, i'm BULLSHITTING HERE.

Anyway, ever since i put up the picture of Niq, Ruz and myself, already more than 70 people have viewed. And that's a hell lot more than my normal quota. Unless there's a gig post or something. TELL ME WHY? Fucking dudes out there, those two are the few loves of my life. YOU WANT TO FUCKING TOUCH THEM YOU'LL HAVE TO COME THROUGH ME. That goes for my Medical Center dudes too. Haha.

I'm deprived. Yay.

I passing through NS like smoke man. No one even knows when i'm not there or there. That's so fucking awesome. :D. No one will have to search for me, disturb me or whatever fuck maaaannnn. Prepare for awesomeness. But still, i have fucking field camps to fucking cover.

And another thing. Someone said to me, "you're too attached to the scene." That person is right. I'm so attached to the scene that i won't give a fuck of whose texting me while i'm out with the mates. I'll usually text them back at the end of it all. So if it's a Saturday, or a Sunday, or a Gigday, get ready to receive a reply at approximately 1am in the morning. Cause i, DON'T GIVE A FUCK.

insanely yours,
Qhai.
Immortalis Zombeast Deathdivine.
Revival of Obscure Phionix.

"twisted, wretched man from the utmost darks of Hell. that's me."

GORE.8:29 PM

Sunday, July 06, 2008

TEARS; OF FRIENDSHIP.

It's really been a long time you know. Since i met you. It's been bugging me for ages. And it came. I spent time with you again. Great isn't it, wouldn't you agree? Just like the time during my party, i had so much fun when Ruz and Niq are at the same place with me. I just simply can't live without my friends.

And just now, i bumped into a person that i never thought i'd meet again. Shah. Yes, OPX's ex-drummer. I saw him along with Ambivalence. I went to him, shook his hand and gave him a damned brotherly hug. I'll say it again, God knows how much i love him. It's been too long. I almost teared. The truth. I did.

Fuck... Mates are life.

insanely yours,
Qhai.

GORE.9:10 PM


DAWN OF THE NEW FIRE; WORKS.

Early in the morning i woke up just to get to the jam studio over at Beats Merchant for a session with beloved Obscure Phionix. 10AM. Crazy passion makes me to crazy things. After which we had lunch at Beach Road. Then went to Far East to visit Inokii. You must think how much we spent on MRT fare. None. Man drove. Hahahaha. Easier to get around.

Among all that, later in the evening met Nysrock for the fireworks show. This year's fireworks are cool. But the amount of fucking mats and minahs there were overwhelming me. So, Nys and i decided to keep our distance. Met a few familiar faces along the way. Last night we got back early. Nys cause he had to help his Alyssa to close shop and i had to pick up my siblings. All in all. Great day.

Anyway, i'm searching for a bassist to play shit like Arch Enemy and The Black Dahlia Murder. Any fucker out there interested?

WARNING: This blog is rated R21. Why? Cause look who's 21. Me, fucktard.

insanely yours,
Qhai.
Obscure Phionix.
psychoRock.

GORE.11:39 AM

Thursday, July 03, 2008

BREE BREE; UPDATE.

I'd still remember the time when my cousins (Father's side) were still young and we'd listen and sing to the Backstreet Boys and/or The Moffatts. And we still remember the words today. But, what happened to all of us were going one-way. To a life filled with music. We cousins have rap, break dance, drums playing, guitar and bass playing, singing, screaming and goring to our list of musical talents.

What i want are bands. Acoustic, hardcore and metal. Dreams come. I told my good friends from Hong Kah Secondary that i'd become a rocker and i did. I played in the scene. I performed for hundreds. And it felt great achieving this.

I'm left with 5 months, give or take, of National Slavery. After which i can concentrate with alot of shit in my life. NS is really holding me down. Giving me continuous field camps at the expense of nothing. No offs. Fuck. I'm gonna fuck off. Fuck off until no one notices i'm there. And even if i'm there, no one fucking cares. So suck my bloody balls National Slavery. I'm going to ORD.

Obscure Phionix is going recording. Let's go. The world will be our fucking stage.

These random thoughts...ARE FUCKING WITH MY HEAD.

insanely yours,
Qhai.
Obscure Phionix.
Immortalis Zombeast Deathdivine.

GORE.10:58 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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Death By Clowns - Rose Of Sharyn
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