Evening 1 (a soundcloud track made by me).

Just a simple little instrumental track I made
using the free/open source program called LMMS 1.0.3.

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“The End of the Year Approaches”

12/6/14.
Written by: Victor P.
Topic: Christmas; Year’s End

“The End of the Year Approaches”

We are only a number of days away from Christmas Day.
It seems like only yesterday we celebrated the last one.
We’re not realizing how fast time flies; gone’s yesterday.
These days too will pass by fast, they too will be gone.

God, You brought us hope!
(But are they reaching out
And are they calling out?)
God, You brought them hope!

This is a season of giving,
To give more than we’ve given,
To see what we’ve taken for granted,
To give more from ourselves, more of ourselves.

God, open our eyes to see what we’ve missed!
The year seems to have passed by just so fast,
It’s hard to believe not long ago we celebrated the last
And now we’re here at the close of another year.

Time moves slow,
Time moves fast
And it does show
Not all will last.

Time moves slow when we don’t want it to
And time moves fast when we don’t want it to.
Sometimes we don’t have enough time to do what we must do
And sometimes we waste time doing what we should not do.
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Dark 1, (An instrumental track made by me, uploaded on my soundcloud account, Nacil2)

Another simple-enough instrumental track. It wasn’t difficult to make, repeating a few patterns with inclusion of slight and noticeable variations throughout while maintaining simplicity.It’s intentionally not a fast track, it has the pace that I wanted it to have.
I made it using the open source/free program LMMS.
Give it a listen, see what you think.

Choral-wave (Eerie) 1. (an instrumental LMMS track made by me, on Soundcloud)

Choral-wave (Eerie) 1. (an instrumental LMMStrack made by me, on Soundcloud)

“Ends For Starts”

5/7/14.
Written by: Victor P.
Concept.

“Ends For Starts”

Behold, the ends for starts have come,
Manifestations of the following actions,
The train of consequence has rushed in
But surely not without any warnings
For so many were given and none were heeded.

In contrast to a fool’s end,
A catalyst for newness came,
Rebirth of such a pitiful one,
Such a sight for all near and far,
New vision kindled to soften a heart.

In oblivion is not found anyone’s end
For the end of soul is something not given to any
So bleed in vain and go philosophize until an epiphany.

In vain strain your voice and labor long,
The sun shall burn your fields,
The storms will wreck your buildings all.
Now you can see that you weren’t one of the blessed,
For so long you’ve cursed the Maker of it all,
Your pretense of surprise is hollow,
Away with all your pathetic lies!
Know that it’s what you’ve chosen
So now the consequences have come,
You could never hide from it, try as you may have.

You came with nothing and that’s how you will leave
So say goodbye to everything you ever thought was yours
For it shall all be taken from your cold, dead hands,
Be sure of it, you really have nothing!

What use is your foolish pride,
Amuse us if but for a moment,
Tell us why you choose to continue in your folly?

You reject the only way to Heaven
And you stand in denial of Hell.
See, the clock is now at hour eleven,
Your death your end shall tell.
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“The Lord, the Freedom”

5/13/14.
Written by: Victor P.

“The Lord, the Freedom”

O Lord and Savior,
the King of kings
and Lord of lords,
He came to serve,
He came to give,
He came to die
A death that we deserve
For all our vile sins
To free us from them all,
Forgiveness, change, sanctification.
The Author and Perfector of our faith,
Our only hope, our life, our salvation!
Be sure of this: no matter what the great war looks like now
In the end God wins!
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“Thoughts Upon Current Happenings”

5/10/14.
Written by: Victor P.

“Thoughts Upon Current Happenings”

Heavy are the scales over those eyes,
And many are the mind’s adopted lies.
Like a blind man, unable to see,
On the deadly path, one not free.

Departures make sorrow come
And oh how it is not welcome;
Silence in the sacred places,
Emptiness on so many faces.
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