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Lyrics: 
As a man whose hands are wizened
And whose hairs have all turned to grey
I look back on my horizon
To the sceneries of my day
 
To the follies and delusions
And the memories of such things
None so tragic or so tortured
As a butterfly without wings
 
When the creature was created
And its glorious colors shone
Light would sparkle, glint and glimmer
Bouncing back to its Maker’s throne
 
The resplendence of its beauty
And the vanity that it brings
Proved to be a seed of sorrow
When a butterfly had its wings
 
As the seed began to blossom
And a flower of sin unfurled
So the butterfly’s ambition
Would intoxicate all the world
 
High and higher soared the creature
Far exalted above all kings
It desired to be worshipped
Yes, a butterfly and its wings
 
Unbeknownst to this creation
Which old Daedalus wisely made
Was the frailty of its features
Wings of paraffin bound to fade
 
In the strain of its ascension
Like the snapping of cords of strings
Was the tearing separation
Of a butterfly from its wings
 
 
Low and lower fell the creature
Meeting ground at the speed of light
As its bitter rage was kindled
Hateful impotence burning bright
 
Broken wings were beating wildly
In its torturous writhes and wrings
Causing further lacerations
As a butterfly lost its wings
 
Now the creature still resides there
As it struggles and plots in vain
Unaware that its existence
Testifies to its Maker’s name
 
On the follies and delusions
Which the rest of creation sings
None so tragic or so tortured
As a butterfly without wings

a butterfly without wings

Immanuel

Copyright 2023 Jordan Hernandez/to Him be the Glory.

Lyrics:

As the sun begins to fall
The shadows grow darker and longer
Adrenaline and cortisol flow
The voices and thoughts become stronger

Sleep is but a memory
A mirage in a vast black desert
Non-Euclidean geometry
As the corners distort on the walls

A sense of foreboding spreads
Something watches unseen from afar
So slowly it approaches its prey
Left defenseless in senseless alarm

Predator stalks in the night
Ravenous hunger its guide
Closer and closer it draws
Teeth flashing out of its jaws
To curse, to kill, to crush and to consume

Now the moon begins to rise
The hours march on without stopping
From panic to a fog of fatigue 
All muscles are aching and throbbing

Escape is impossible
An exercise in futility
As liminal noises propagate
Cold acceptance approaches in turn

A scapegoat appears just then
Bound to die from the day of its birth
Compassionate immaculate lamb
Boldly faces the beast of the earth

Predator stalks in the night
Rears and delivers its strike
Moving as fast as it can
Teeth sinking into the lamb
Is cursed, is killed, is crushed and is consumed

Predator

Lyrics:

In feebleness in frailty
Awaking with a cough
An elder edges from his bed
And pulls the covers off

While stumbling through a hallway
His mind begins to fill
with reveries of memories of
dynasties he’d built

The man commanded armies
And kingdoms rose or fell
A single breath could bring the death
Of anyone he willed

His image that had glistened
In every peasant’s purse
Now mocks a face that’s marred by age
And daily growing worse

Great and powerful that was me
Nothing now but a memory
All the world before my feet
Fleeting pleasure and luxury

Great and powerful that was me
Nothing now but a memory
Endless striving was all in vain
Dust and ashes where gold once lay

A life of greed and passion
Was all he’d ever known
His legacy the enemy
That cast him from his throne

His adversary’s army
He’d never seen before
But confident he called and sent
His legions out to war

Though in his fortress city
The battle ended fast
Despite his power a single hour
Was all that he could last

(Revelation 18)

Great and powerful that was me
Nothing now but a memory
Endless striving was all in vain
Dust and ashes where gold once lay

Great and powerful is the King
Yeshua, all creation sings
All the world before His feet
Joyful rest and abounding peace

Merciful is the King of Kings
Yeshua, all creation sings
For eternity is His reign
Glory be to the Lamb once slain

Ozymon Solomandias

ὁ θεὸς ἀγάπη ἐστ

river from the dragon's mouth

Each moment an/in eternity
Groans in the promised hope of peace
Tomorrow you will set me free
Joy looks in bondage toward release

You are my love
You’re my other half
I am your love
Oh betrothed, I long to see you

You are my love
You’re my everything
Blooms in season
Take my heart and make it yours

Where are you, was it all a dream?
Lost, all alone and bruised am I
So fragile, every shattered piece
Love woken up before its time

You are my love
You’re a stunning sight
I was your love
Oh betrothed, I cannot lose you

You are my love
You’re beyond compare
Blooms in season
Break my heart and make it new

Voice at first light
Causes me to stop and hearken
Bids me arise
Come and join you in your garden

You are my love
You’re my other half
I am your love
Oh betrothed, I rise to meet you

You are my love
You’re my everything
Blooms in season
I am yours and you are mine

Red turns to gray
Each passing day
Better than those before
Though you’re still broken
Vows have been spoken
Faithful and True evermore

You don’t know how much you mean to me
Words cannot describe
Your beauty is a haunting melody
My love for you will never grow cold

song of creation's anticipation

Personal Update: I have to focus on my job right now, so I won’t be able to upload nearly as often for the foreseeable future. If I do upload anything new, it won’t be as ambitious as this. Not that I have a set style of music I follow anyway. If anyone wants to use any of the music I’ve uploaded for their own purposes, feel free. I’d prefer if the music be used in a way that glorifies God (i.e., the one true God who exists as 3 distinct persons as revealed through His Word, the Bible).

Choral samples and the final line of this song were taken from “O sacrum convivium!”, composed by Olivier Messiaen

Lyrics:
Freshly ingested
Deep in the depths of intestines
Enshrouded and reared from an oncosphere
An organism rears its head undetected
Though primitive
Its will to live is instinctive desire
A drive to survive, to imbibe, and to thrive

Burrowing and embedding into a steady nutrient supply
The organism bides its time
Gradually siphoning all of the life from its line
The consumed now becomes the consumer
Growing unbeknownst to its host as a tumor 
So the parasite fights to stay alive and to multiply

Days give way to months give way to years
Stifling the organisms fears of being detected
Success in its quest to infest has selected 
The best of its descendants
To continue existence on the offensive
As a collective intelligence, unified swarm
A colonial machine, free of shape and form

From one little parasitic horn a superorganism was born

External signs apparent
The host becomes a parent
To a contagion whose wages are death
Raging and taking the breath
From its prey now a sickly shell
The superorganism transmits itself
Using 6 strategies from the dawn of time
Though the progeny in Adam’s line
Because

From the beginning we’ve been sinning as a humanity
Seething and roaring in a sea of corrupted vanity
Serving the serpent, unobservant to where its bite was made
Marking the hand as the number of man that never fades

Nothing new under the sun, all has been done
This is the wisdom that Atlas had won
Broken and beaten, drained and defeated
The Sisyphean cycle of life is being repeated
For every new victim, suffering unneeded
From too many warnings left unheeded
But this hereditary parasitic pestilence can be treated (Bread of Life)
And our enemy the angel of the pit has been defeated

Out of the Way
What caused the pain?
Scorpion’s sting
Sleep passed away
Where is rest?

Drink from the fountain flowing from the mountain of Zion
Sacrificial blood from the lamb who is the lion of Judah
The root and the shoot, the 
Son of Man before Abraham, I AM 
Fulfilled the Law as the only Son of God
Giving sight to the blind and bringing light to the lost
Broke His body into bread and paid the price upon cross
As a banquet for the nations to partake in salvation, no cost

I am the Way (Bread of Life)
Eat and be saved
Water I bring (Blood of Christ)
Come take a drink
Here is rest

O Sacrum Convivium

o sacrum convivium

This is a remastered version of o sacrum convivium. It may or may not be better than the previous version. Aspiring musicians, take note: it’s a great business strategy to release an ambiguously titled remaster 2 months after the original drops. Also, the new audio is taken from the hymn “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing”.

Redundant Lyrics That Are Included As A Formality:

Freshly ingested
Deep in the depths of intestines
Enshrouded and reared from an oncosphere
An organism rears its head undetected
Though primitive
Its will to live is instinctive desire
A drive to survive, to imbibe, and to thrive

Burrowing and embedding into a steady nutrient supply
The organism bides its time
Gradually siphoning all of the life from its line
The consumed now becomes the consumer
Growing unbeknownst to its host as a tumor 
So the parasite fights to stay alive and to multiply

Days give way to months give way to years
Stifling the organisms fears of being detected
Success in its quest to infest has selected 
The best of its descendants
To continue existence on the offensive
As a collective intelligence, unified swarm
A colonial machine, free of shape and form

From one little parasitic horn a superorganism was born

External signs apparent
The host becomes a parent
To a contagion whose wages are death
Raging and taking the breath
From its prey now a sickly shell
The superorganism transmits itself
Using 6 strategies from the dawn of time
Though the progeny in Adam’s line
Because

From the beginning we’ve been sinning as a humanity
Seething and roaring in a sea of corrupted vanity
Serving the serpent, unobservant to where its bite was made
Marking the hand as the number of man that never fades

Nothing new under the sun, all has been done
This is the wisdom that Atlas had won
Broken and beaten, drained and defeated
The Sisyphean cycle of life is being repeated
For every new victim, suffering unneeded
From too many warnings left unheeded
But this hereditary parasitic pestilence can be treated (Bread of Life)
And our enemy the angel of the pit has been defeated

Out of the Way
What caused the pain?
Scorpion’s sting
Sleep passed away
Where is rest? 

(Rest)

Drink from the fountain flowing from the mountain of Zion
Sacrificial blood from the lamb who is the lion of Judah
The root and the shoot, the 
Son of Man before Abraham, I AM 
Fulfilled the Law as the only Son of God
Giving sight to the blind and bringing light to the lost
Broke His body into bread and paid the price upon cross
As a banquet for the nations to partake in salvation, no cost

I am the Way (Bread of Life)
Eat and be saved
Water I bring (Blood of Christ)
Come take a drink
Here is rest

O Sacrum Convivium

o sacrum convivium (maybe remastered)

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The alternative song title was “babby’s first Bungle: t3h PeNgU1N oF d00m edition”, but this seemed like the safer option.
Lyrics:
Apathy and ambivalence meet at a crosswalk
What happens next?
Who knows and who cares?
Postmodernism’s successor is here
All I know is indecision
Searching my way to perplexion
Me myself and I the focus
Of a broken mirror’s reflection
So break me and remake me
A mirror that reflects your glory
O Father of heavenly lights
Who slated creation to tell your story
While that’s a song on its own, forthcoming
The general message is this:
The near-infinitely intricate universe intimately hints to the power You possess
Now with that being said 
Who are we as a species that You think we matter?
Humans are a fleeing vapor, dust in the wind
Our pale blue dot a grain of sand on the beach of matter
The only thing this mind understands is mortality
A futility deftly woven into the very fabric of reality
So much so that even the lyrics gave up and decided to - oh, there goes the beat. 
Breaking the 4th wall is so original. So is acknowledging the overuse of this trope but hiding that self-awareness behind a thinly veiled layer of sarcasm.
What if I try acknowledging that acknowledging the the overuse of this song’s 4th wall break is also unoriginal? And so on, ad infinitum. The only way to escape this thought loop is to either laugh at the absurdity of it all in the spirit of Camus, or to read Romans 8 and like all of Ecclesiastes to learn that we were made incomplete by design until our future redemption as children of the Most High.
I never thought I’d find wisdom in being a fool; thanks, God. Now for the audio equivalent of [bottom text]: take it away, Little Tree ™️!
[arbol pequeño se reproduce]
[an incomprehensible mess]
This is an incomprehensible mess; thanks obma. Equally unintelligible are the thoughts of learned minds puffed up with worldly wisdom. The mind set on the flesh is death because the heavens and earth will pass away in fire, but the mind set on the Spirit is life and peace!
Eugene: Excuse me, don’t you think that’s a little on the nose? Whatever happened using clever symbolism to avoid beating your audience over the head with your preaching? 
On the nose? We’re so on the nose at this point that we’ve pierced through the olfactory bulb and into the cerebral cortex. There’s no recovering from that level of brain damage.
Eugene: Does that mean?
Yep. Subtlety is dead. We’re in the last days, and the end of time is fast approaching. And there’s only one name, mustérion revealed, that can save us from the coming wrath.
Jesus Christ, Lord Jesus Christ
All things were made through Him
Author of life
Jesus Christ, o Jesus Christ
Offerings of praise I give
Father, I cry
Washing away the sin
Yah sanctifies
Warum ist das light?
Knowing doesn’t do a thing
I’m floating, drifting through a dream
Please show me, God, what this existence means
And cull the longing deep in my soul
Holy, holy, holy Lord
If only I was never born
Though hoping all things will be restored
Thy kingdom come to earth as above
[Thy kingdom montage]
Alone and broken-hearted
(Take back dominion give to those)
My foes say you’ve departed but
(Mighty princes and powers below)
Now I know that you’re beside me still
(Messiah, take back the throne)
Oh, come and
Take back the throne
(My only shepherd walks)
Dominion given to those
(Your home beside your flock)
Mighty princes and powers below
(Our growing song to you)
Yeshua, take back the throne of men
(A censer’s scent)
Oh, come and
Take back the throne
(The smoke and flames arise)
Dominion given to those
(Your chosen people’s cries)
Mighty princes and powers below
(Thus spoke the Word)
Lord Jesus, take back the throne of men
(For He was heaven-sent)
At the altar we all pray, “come again”
Amen
[Very solo; Much outdated reference; No one knows how to use semicolons; Why do they even exist?];
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this is an incomprehensible mess; thanks obma

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Artist: to Him be the Glory.
Album: Imperfect Music for Imperfect People

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