Luyện nghe bài hát Black Synagogue

"And the light, the lighAnnotatet can make everything feel beautiful. It can make it feel safe, so safe that, like, in the night, we spend all of our time running away from our truths. And then we meet someone who tells us, 'God will always love you, no matter what you do. The only thing that will never stop loving you is God.' And of all of our darkness—which at night I still run from, which at night we all still run from, we get stuck chasing light. That's a Black Synagogue."

"And God said that the meek shall inhabit the Earth! But there shall be masses, I masses!, of bloodshed first! And that will open the floodgates of Heaven, and pour down upon us His blessings from the floor, to the ceiling, but only if you praise Him, I said praise Him, shall you receive His healing!"

Save me the pain
I'm down
you hear me calling?
I you now
me 'til I'm whole with your holy light
Give me
Can you bring me back to

Save me the pain
I'm falling
Don't you hear me
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm whole your holy light
me sanction
Can you me back to life?

I been running from the pain in my
Got stains on my scene I search for the real me
for the real me, lost in the night
Only talk to angels when I'm in a height
I really wanna get lost in my mind
So I pray until I feel I'm lost in the vibe
Then I took the bottle up and I it to my what?
Yep, drink it to my fucking lost in my eyes
But I don't wanna drown no, 'cuz I'm not that trusting
But I'ma coming 'round though, till I'm sure that I found something
And when I tell you it is, you better talk to God, remember
No feelings, no thoughts
And if pain's a trapdoor I need God
And so send to come walk me out
But think, don't talk about it
Wait, don't sing, don't tell
Wait, don't drink, don't your body
Wait, scream, no, fucking shout it
See, these voices in my are the fucking loudest
So belligerent, so rowdy
And my tunnel vision's so clouded
And I don't have a motherfucking outlet
So, I talk to God, but I don't know if He can hear me
But you know Him well, and I think that you could bring Him me
So I keep praying, word that I keep saying
part of me that I needed shield from
Every part of me needs saving

Save me the pain
I'm falling
Don't you hear me
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm whole your holy light
me sanction
Can you me back to life?

of this's real, when it calls you
Thought I you, now I'm lost too
I've been listening to sermons
A lotta redefining, a lot of reworded
A lotta detected and thoughts suggested
A lotta stuff that resonates with certain
I've been searching for the truth but embedded in lies
Read every single verse I'm red in my eyes
And only hear you when you offering ties
And protection is the
But the Devil's a lie
But am I to do when the Devil is I?
And everything I touch seems to and die?
My always said I was a rebel inside
But now I'm looking for some peace and a I
And how it feels to that, some humbling pie
And how long it take when it comes from the sky
Means probably be waiting until I crumble and die
And just with Satan while I'm struggling by
So, I think, I talk it
Wait, I drink, I somebody
Wait, I sink, I my body
Wait, I scream, I'm shouting
Cause these in my head are the fucking loudest
So belligerent, so fucking
And my tunnel vision's so fucking
And I don't really have a outlet
So, I talk to God, but I don't know if He can hear me
And you know him well, and I think that you bring him near me
So I keep praying, everything that I keep
Every part of me that I needed from
Every of me that needs saving

Save me the pain
I'm down
you hear me calling?
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm whole with your light
Give me
Can you bring me back to

Did he die on the cross for
Do you have any fucking
here is man-made
And I'm just searching for fucking truth
Cause they ever told me not to do
Has always made me question what is
Why listen to the words when they not from
And why feel when I freely live?
Now I know what the fucking of evil is
And why peace is dead, but lives
Everybody they can talk to you
And what they believe in they are true
Now feel that they had the right to persecute
Judge, doom to hell and first to you
Now I don't know who wrote the Bible
But nothing the sun goes unrecycled
Take every shot you have with a fucking
you rarely ever get a chance for revival
So, think, just talk about it
Wait, think, just tell somebody
Wait, don't blink, fail your body
Wait, just scream, fucking shout it
So the voices in your head fall silent
And the blood in your flows rough and violent
And you see everything with your eyelids
And every you carry is eventually lighted
And you to God, even when you ain't sure he hears you
And you give it to Him, Him, He can keep the pain and fears too
And you keep praying, now you don't repeat sayings
Cuz you know when you let it go, you receive Satan

"How many people here look for Jesus to solve their problems? Lots of people. And how many of those people are fixed? None of them know fucking about shit, they're all fucking fucked up. Anything to help you escape. It takes it, it takes something to just say, 'Fuck it! This is reality, I'm gonna deal with it!' But do we ever really deal with it? Deal with it, stop running, stop trying to find these substitutes? Stop to find Jesus in strangers, and Jesus in church, and God, and find God in yourself. Powerful thing, yeah?"