The eternal undead amaranth
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down.. down.. down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on
Gonna put you on the ground.. ground.. ground.

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're dirty in front of me

All my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
I'm above you,
Smiling,
as you drown.. drown.. drown
I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me
And I'll pull the trigger
And you're down.. down.. down



All my friends are gone, they died
..gonna take you down..
They all screamed, and cried
..gonna take you down..

I never forget.

undead withering eternal

Friday, September 26, 2008

undead withering eternal

Sunday, September 14, 2008
I speak in verses, prophecies, and curses

I hate my life

No miracle is coming
It's just a hole
Nothing's wrong with you
Must maintain control
Everyone's asking questions
No place is safe
I'll forfeit resurrection
To escape this pain

I hate my life

I speak in verses, prophecies and curses
This storm of thorns is growing
There's no end in sight

Chaos claws my jaw
And incites a mental riot
I'm in the mouth of madness
With a tongue of poetry
I ate the spine of Atlas
Now the world is crushing me


Buried alive behind enemy lines
Surrogate child for the sins of all mankind
Buried alive behind enemy lines
buried alive, buried alive
For the sins of all mankind

undead withering eternal

Friday, September 12, 2008
Very good points here. Do take like 5mins to read it....

Science vs. God


'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.'

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.


'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'
'Yes sir,' the student says.

'So you believe in God?'
'Absolutely.'

'Is God good?'
'Sure! God's good.'

'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'
'Yes.'

'Are you good or evil?'
'The Bible says I'm evil.'

The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!'

He considers for a moment.



'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'

'Yes sir, I would.'




'So you're good...!'
'I wouldn't say that.'

'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'

The student does not answer, so the professor continues, 'He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him.. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'

The student remains silent.

'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

'Let's start again, young fella Is God good?'
'Er...yes,' the student says.

'Is Satan good?'
The student doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'

'Then where does Satan come from?'
The student : 'From...God..'

'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?'
'Yes, sir.'

'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?'

'Yes.'

'So who created evil?'
The professor continued, 'If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'

Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues: 'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?'


The student: 'Yes.'

'So who created them?'


The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. 'Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.

'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?'
The student's voice is confident: 'Yes, professor, I do.'

The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?'
'No sir. I've never seen Him'

'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'
'No, sir, I have not.'

'Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelled your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?'
'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'

'Yet you still believe in him?'
'Yes.'

'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?'
'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'

'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'



The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. 'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'
'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'



'And is there such a thing as cold?'
'Yes, son, there's cold too.'




'No sir, there isn't.'

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.

'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'.
We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that.
There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees.
Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat.
You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat.
We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy.
Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'





Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'
'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?'

'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?'

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. 'So what point are you making, young man?'

'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you explain how?'



'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.

Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'



'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?'


'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do'



'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean.'








The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?'



The class breaks out into laughter.

'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?'



Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.






Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I guess you'll have to take them on faith.'

'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,' the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'

Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We see it every day. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'

To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God.
God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.'

undead withering eternal

"Your beauty is just a veil for the thrones
Abide in your silence, to be alone
"

All my hopes are burning
Like a candle in the wind
All my life lust draining
I am weary and strained

Embracing, embracing, like drowning
Freezing and hurting
Ghost of your smile still haunting ... me

I would touch your heart again
If I could feel you here by me
In your eyes, once found ablazed
Dark shadow dances free

Yearning and praying ... like ... dying
Freezing and hurting
Ghost of your smile still haunting

So it's dead silent now
No sighing, sighing
And it feels like I'm crushing
While our love does the dying

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LctT2RxP31I

undead withering eternal

Wednesday, September 10, 2008
And she's a killer
She's a keeper

Am I blurry in your vision?
Was I just a poor decision?
Cut me open with precision
And we'll finger the incision
Tell me, what have I done?

To watch you lose
Control.

I will give you sanctuary in these hymns of Thanatos
I will give you sanctuary
You want to see me burn
I am living fire


You will know me by the scars I bare
You will know me by the hate I swear
You will know me by the scars I bare
Shapeless
Vengeance

We are the thousand children of death

We're in between
On the fence
Nondescript
Antagonist

I'm in between
On the fence
Nondescript
Antagonist

I'll split you open, climb inside, lose myself
Eaten alive.

We are the thousand children of death

From the seraphim
To nephilim
Exodus

She's picking ghostflowers from her soul
She clipping the wings of fallen angels
She's picking ghostflowers from her soul
She's tonguing splinters of broken halos

From gelatin
To specimen
To emptiness

I will be avenged
I will be avenged

These are the secrets
That kill
That kill
That kill
That kill
That kill
That kill
That kill


We are the thousand children of death

undead withering eternal

Monday, September 08, 2008
why cant all of you just.

leave me alone?

undead withering eternal

Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Finally the hills are without eyes
They are tired of painting a dead man's face red
With their own blood

They used to love having so much to lose
Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins

Jacob's ghost for the girl in white
Blindfold for the blind
Dead siblings walking the dying earth

Noose around a choking heart
Eternity torn apart
Slow toll now the funeral bells

"I need to die to feel alive"

undead withering eternal

Sleeping Sun (Oceanborn)

The sun is sleeping quietly
Once upon a century
Wistful oceans calm and red
Ardent caresses laid to rest

For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime

I wish for this night-time
to last for a lifetime
The darkness around me
Shores of a solar sea
Oh how I wish to go down with the sun
Sleeping
Weeping
With you

Sorrow has a human heart
From my god it will depart
I'd sail before a thousand moons
Never finding where to go

Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left to say

undead withering eternal

Like a band,
binding ever too closely.
Feel the rush,
the exhilaration
gone.
in its wake
lies a shadow trailing naught,
but the spirit of ur presence
Stretching out too fast to last
i must not forget.
A thin fragile string of emotion,
cannot be rushed .
tugged.
pulled.

for it has finally snapped.

undead withering eternal

Undead, withering and eternal
Shadow submerged
Torn and separated
young mind of 20
decaying youth
will this night ever end

Inner lusts
to waltz in crimson rain, the masquerade
for the night to last forever
never see the light of day

Into the light
[x] Felix Kyros Ang,my best friend, whose loyalty lies above all.
[x] Perry Peter Yeo, my favourite and loving cousin
[x] Darth Sulphate, who calls herself 'Azuire'
[x] Sarah, a wonderful friend that departed from SRJC
[x] Meryl, Podium member thats been there, done that
[x] Leryee, an online friend
[x] Podium Blog
[x] Dog Union '07
[x] Joyce, SRJC Debate Captain 2007
[x] John an emo prawn

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