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, December 11, 2006

    9:01 am


    SPMLS United had our first match last Saturday and though we lost 6-4 to ITE Dover, our performnce surpassed all expectations. Though admittedly, alot of times we were on the backfoot, having lost possession easily and fluffing chances. I, however, was disappointed at my own performance. Yes, though I played with an injury, I still think I ought to have performed better. Well, lucky for me, our physiotherapist was there.ehehe.

    Well, first-half ended the way it started, with both team tied with the scoreline at 2-2. Our goals are scored by Fawzey and Hadi. We could have ended the half in the lead, but Hadi missed a penalty which was won by Wan. But no matter, we chased back from 2-0 down to 2-2. Didnt get into much of the action this time. Had only one shot on target. Diverted a cross from Hadi straight to the keeper's arms. Bleargh~

    Second half started well for us. Grabbed tje lead through Fawzey's second goal. The euphoria of leading the match however, was short-lived for the opponent replied instantly with a goal. At that point of time, I was starting to feel the pain of my pulled hamstring. But me, being me, I continued to play on, thinking that I might run the injury off. Hey, I once played through a whole match with a fractured bone on my feet.And scored twice.

    But well, I was wrong. I got pass a defender and was virtually through on goal when the pain suddenly flared all of a sudden. I slowed down to a halt instinctively, and the defender cleared the ball out of danger. Reluctantly, I walked out of the field, substituting Hadi. Well, lucky for me, we had our physiotherapist there. whee~ ehehe...

    Moments later, tragedy striked again as Syafiq was dropped heavily in the penalty box. He was injured badly that he had to be stretchered off and the team played the rest of the game with no strikers. Wan, our goalkeeper, was made the makeshift left-back while Arif played attacking. Fawzey converted the penalty to give our team more hope of winning. The score now, 5-4. the opponent scored again to put themselves firmly in the front with a few remaining minutes to go but our spirits could not be dampened. Wan, taking over the captain's armband was everywhere on the field. We soldiered on, ignoring the fatigue stling upon us. I watched them from the sidelines, trying to contain myself from forcing myself to join them again. I want to be there, I have to be there. Damn these injuries. But needless to say, we fought to our best, we have no regrets...

    After the match, as planned, I walked out to the field to congratulate the team on a job well done. Wan gave me a knowing smile as he walked back. I looked around to see if there's anyone who knows about the plan since Wan is already back and Syafiq is injured. I saw Hadi and walked over to him before feinting an injury while he 'attend' to me. Hadi then called out for some people to come over to me and as planned, she came over. Syafiq too, limped over to me. Looking at her, however, I can see that she wasn't at all happy with me going back outfield despite my injury. But no matter, all part of the plan. =)

    I looked to Syafiq and ask him quietly whether they're ready with the surpise or not and he looked up before saying yes. The moment I stood up and limped back to the sidelines, some of them were crowding around the cake, so as to block it from her. Some of them were crying out that someone was injured, and I watched as she cried out, "siapa lagik injured nieeee??" ehehe..
    The crowd dissipated and we surprised her, and I watched as her face brightened up and she gave me that sweet smile of hers. eheheheeeee~

    Well, after one whole week of planning, of talking in codes, of intrigue and mystery worthy of James Bond, the surprise is done. Lucky for us, we managed to improvise when the two strikers really got injured eh? ahaha. Thanks to Shafik and Raudhah for giving me the idea and putting it in place, thanks to Wan and Nani for accompanying me to buy the cake...or bola, in code-talk. Thanks to the players for helping out in the surprise, and also for playing your hearts out. Thanks to the girls and Faizul for being there to support us...it was greatly appreciated. And most of all, thanks to Allah S.W.T for that day. Alhamdulillah!!

    and now, I'M FIT AGAIN!!!! But only around 70% i guess..ehehe

    =)

    ___~Why do I even bother...