Can you feel the pain inside sometimes in my mind?
In the land of loneliness the seas of blood run cold
Is the feeling lost inside within the sins of all mankind?
Time after time we stood united on we go

Fly far away don't let the world pass you by?
Live for the day when we must stand and survive
Now we face the judgment day our souls will feel the pain
Hear the screams of my world through the rain

Silent fields of despair my tears in the rain
Pain in my heart bleeding through
One day we'll be back for one moment in time
Endlessly searching for you...

Who can cure my emptiness inside for this time?
Suffering from loneliness my dreams and hopes will die
No more feelings left inside my blackened heart I cannot hide
Time after time our souls divided on we cry

Fly far away don't leave your own past behind
Live for the day another year passes by
Now we turn to face our fear there's nothing more to say
Still your dreams and my nightmares remain


  • The Prophecy

    • As darkness claims all light
    Leaving the land in Eternal Night
    Amidst the dead and innocent cries
    Only then The Chosen One shall rise

    Enter thy world but fear not
    I walked through the darkness and shadows, I've fought
    So open your hearts and open your minds
    For inside, only knowledge will you find...
    Wall Of Infamy

    The Chosen One
  • Muhammad Sufyan Bin Roslan
  • Singapore Polytechnic [DICT]
  • 11 March 1989
  • Servant to Allah S.W.T
  • Disciple to Prophet Muhammad S.A.W
  • Forward for SPMLS United
  • Lead Guitarist for Disasterpiece
  • Leader Of The Rebel Alliance

    Thy Chosen Amor
  • Allah S.W.T
  • Family and friends
  • Her*
  • The underground scene

    Thy Chosen Hatred
  • The Bush Administration and Israel for crimes against the Islamic world. Or to the world actually.
  • Idiots like George Bush, Donald Rumsfeld, Tony Blair and Ariel Sharon just to name a few
  • Matreps and Minahreps. Don't taint our society. Throw yourselves down the drain and rid us of your stupidity please

    Disclaimer
    This blog is the property of Muhammad Sufyan. If you don't like it and have no constructive criticisms, please keep it to yourself. I'm sure someone else cares about them, cos I really don't have time for narrow-minded fools like you. Thank you very much. Oh, and please, throw yourself down the drain to and rid us of filth like you.
    • The Chosen Significant Other
  • **Azlin

    The Chosen Confidantes

  • Abdillah Agger*
  • Abang'Escaflowne'Din*
  • Adawiyah*
  • Adi*
  • Arep*
  • Amir(The Reverence)*
  • Amir(The Forgiver)*
  • Amalina*
  • Azhar*
  • Fhaizal Eleventhfinger Drummer*
  • Hadi Brengsek*
  • Friendster*
  • Haryanti*
  • Hilmi*
  • Kakak'Empress'Ain*
  • Liyana*
  • Lydia Natasya*
  • Mahirah*
  • Miza*
  • Nani*
  • Nazif*
  • Nurul*
  • N.Nadiah*
  • Ridzwan*
  • Shakinah*
  • SPMLS*
  • Suhailah*
  • Syafiq(Sarep)*
  • **Syafique Esperansas*
  • Syahid Masnor Gerrard*
  • Syikin*
  • Wan Emocore*
  • Zac*
  • Zee*

    • Monday, September 18, 2006

    11:24 pm

    Cos nothing lasts forever,
    and we both know hearts can change.
    And its hard to hold the candle,
    In the cold November rain...

    My back's starting to hurt again!!

    Though its not as bad as how it used to hurt last time. Doctor said that it was condition I got when I was young, something about me hitting my back against something last time. But wierd, only felt it hurting early this year, which was at...Jurong East Library, at that time. Stretched too much and...crack!!. Woohoo. But that doesn't stop me from vigorous activities. heheh

    Anyways, went to visit atuk again just now. Amir accompanied me since he's always asking me whether my atuk is ok or not, so I just ask him to tag along. Atuk was surprised to see me there, alone. He was surprised that I took the time to travel all the way to Changi Hospital to see him whereby my cousins who lived near there have yet to see him.

    Actually, I feel abit apologetic since I only went to visit him at home like once every few months and its been 2 months since I last saw him. And now, seeing him there in hospital just tears me apart. We talked about a lot of stuffs.

    About when he was still serving in the army, about me, about polytechnics, about my cousins, about yesterday's Man Utd vs Arsenal match and finally about the crisis in the Middle East. Its fun to talk to him. And listening to him talk, its hard to picture him in this predicament. But its all just fate, I guess. And its nice to see his sense of humor still there.

    After that, met up with Fadhirul and Iman before going to Peninsular while Amir went back home since he had to teach his cousin. Fadhirul had a shopping spree at Penin, buying Pantera, Avenged Sevenfold, Slayer and AC/DC t-shirts, a stud belt and a chain. Iman bought an Iron Maiden t-shirt and a stud belt while I bought only an Atreyu t-shirt and a HIM t-shirt.

    The HIM t-shirt is nicey~ Has the band's heartagram logo in front of it. The heartagram is not a satanic symbol whatsoever, despite its similarities to the pentagram. In fact, it symbolises the embrace of love, life and death. The Atreyu t-shirt is also a nice one. The band's name on the front and what makes me attracted to it is the writing on the back. It reads :

    If I gave you enough pretty words, would you paint a picture of us that works?

    Its taken from one of their songs. I don't remember which but the meaning is deep. I won't put the meaning here, try figuring out that for yourself. =)

    So, after the shopping spree at Penin, we went to Plaza Singapura cos Iman insisted that Singapore Idol roadshow is held there today, so just to get him to be quiet, we went over there.
    And voila! It wasn't there! So, nvm, we went to the Yamaha Music Centre and play with one of the guitars. Then went down to the Creative shop and look at MP3s. Look downwards and saw Zee working. So, Fad and Iman forced me to walk pass Secret Recipe, so waddehell. Though this time, I turned to look. She was busy attending to a customer and didnt look up. So, just walk on before going to Burger King to grab a bite. Went straight home after that, taking 174. Bloody slow the bus. sheeeesshh. Reached home around 10.

    My mind and my heart is still in a state of open warfare with one another. And I'm still holding on. I'm doing well actually. Just holding on, trying not to relinquish this grip. Refusing to be broken. I shall not be broken. I refuse to be broken.

    Anyways, this November Rain song been's stucked in my head for a few days already. Its real nice and sloowwww...

    I WANNA MEET YNGWIE MALMSTEEN ON 12 NOVEMBER!!!!!
    but somehow, I got this niggling feeling that I'm forgetting something ut importante on that day...

    ___~Why do I even bother...