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*

    • Tuesday, September 12, 2006

    10:19 pm

    The winds and air above smells of death as angels sing of the end
    Nothing you say and nothing you try will change time
    Human race, prepare to die...

    Its been a while since I last blogged properly. So here goes a proper entry.

    Been playing soccer nonstop since yesterday. What to do, I might as well get some excercise rather than just st at home and grow fat. Soccer yesterday was a nice affair. Played with Hambaly, Logan, Fadhirul and Iman. Started off playing against some chinese kids from Westwood Sec.

    To put it nicely, we owned them. Won 5-0. Hambaly was impregnable in the defence. Which is really a big thing to say considering that he's not really that good in defending because of his big frame. However, it was his big frame that saved many goalbound shots yesterday. Maybe the opposition strikers are intimidated...I don't know, or maybe we're just too good.
    I scored 3 goals. Which is expected.haha.
    Its nice to know that I still havn't lost my Midas touch in front of the goal after a long while not playing.

    After that played 2-on-2 with me teaming up with Fad the Islander against Iman and Logan.
    Played like S-H-I-T because we were laughing most of the time but still, the score ended up 3-2 in my team's favour. Got a little bruised up in that match cos I fell over the barricade while going for the ball and yeah..it hurts. Hurt my knee abit. But continue playing...come on la, hurt a bit only. No injury is too great for me to stop me from playing

    Today played again, though only with Iman and Fadhirul. Played against the same chinese guys as yesterday. We were winning 4-0 but we lost the match 5-4. Why? Because me and Iman were too over-excited when going for goal cos we're both on a hat-trick. Spurned multiple goal scoring chances, which is so unlike me. But is expected of Fadhirul.haha. That guy can somehow convert a OPEN goal into a OWN goal. Just how skillful is that? I bet even Ronaldinho can't do it!!


    Its wierd how hard you're trying to forget someone but she keeps on appearing in your dreams. Its been 3 straight days that I've been dreaming about her. And don't get me wrong, it's not like those disgusting dreams, just dreams of what could have happened if we're still friends. Haiz...why are these dreams mocking me? Didnt I fall hard enough already?...damn...
    And somehow, I know it has something to do with myself wanting to see her again.

    Ok FINE..I know, its my own fault. But you think its easy to forget her just like that? SHE FUCKING CHANGED MY LIFE!!!! I wonder where I might been now if i hadn't met her. In jail maybe? She is the reason why now you see me gone for a few minutes five times a day. She is the reason why you see me crying in my prayers. She is the reason why I learned to love again. SHE IS THE REASON WHY I FUCKING DIDN'T THROW MY LIFE AWAY.
    And did she know all this? Nah..I seriously don't think she knows how much of an impact she made in my life. And I doubt that unless she reads this bloody blog, she'll never know.

    She was the reason why I became a more pious Muslim than before. I had to admit, that before this, I prayed because I wanted God to fulfil my dreams of being with her. Its just not ikhlas to be praying because of that kind of reason. But one day, when I was asking God for her hand, I realise how puny....how pitiful we humans are compared to the Almighty. Always asking Him for things. I made me realise how weak we are, how dependant we are on Him. And it made me cry. It was the first time I cried during prayers.
    As time goes, I keep on praying. But soon my intentions began to change. I began soon praying not because I was foced to in order for some things, I was praying because I want to...and because that is what is expected of me.

    The difference between the old me and this new me is really evident. Just ask some of my friends. My mindset have changed, my thinking is different from how it is last time. Some of them are really surprised by how much I changed these months.

    It's wierd. Maybe there is someone out there for me. Maybe not. Who's to say? Only God knows. This might sound crazy of me but somehow, I always have these feelings of God having a Masterplan for me. Not just any Masterplan, but a Masterplan in which I will play a significant role in history. I don't know. Its just a feeling I get...actually always get. Maybe I'm watching too much TV...or maybe, its true. So, don't be surprised if one day, you'll see me lead and army against the tyranny of some bushy idiot. Hey, I'm not called a tactical genius for nothing ya know!!

    But seriously, I really wonder if there's someone out there for me. If no, then well, to bad then.
    If yes, than good for me. But waddehell, I'm not gonna stop looking. =)

    ___~Why do I even bother...