Luyện nghe bài hát A Painting In Dark

He weeps, but no one
Is the final point of his life?

The direction of his
A painting in
is he to go
In maze of confusion
someone give him the strength
To chance and forsake path
Is there somewhere a
of freedom who can call his name?

He strives
Meaningless, horizons
and searching
For true life-giving
He wipes his with golden cloth
in the lie: "This is all you need"
He asks: Is there any true peace at

These cries for echoes louder
Through the dark night of his
But praying in despair
He discerns the of Love incarnated
he is, the One
Wearing the bloodied crown of
His heart is beating mercy
And his caused the escape of fear

But a silent arise
Covering the of loving truth
With a smile
The evil one pull down the
Over the human
telling the constant lie
This is not for you
God's true words
In the of honest seeking of truth

That is spoken by the lips
with immutable cruelty
The own flesh is to weak to it
But God has the will of his heart
And listen: the scarlet is told.

He can the sound of dripping blood
Deliverance is
The for his transgressions
Are at the cross
The final cry from
wounded Son brought freedom
The sins are crucified, is given
And the veil is off

He turn his to the hill
Beholding the destiny of his
There hangs the one who paid his
The one who death itself
He towards the new horizons
Where the sun sets
And to walk in its direction
On the path of the life