Luyện nghe bài hát A Painting In Dark

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

The of his soul
A painting in
is he to go
In this of confusion
Will someone him the strength
To chance and this path
Is somewhere a heart
of freedom who can call his name?

He towards
Meaningless, horizons
and searching
For true peace
He wipes his tears with golden
Lost in the "This is all you need"
He asks: Is there any true at all?

These cries for help louder
Through the night of his soul
But praying in despair
He discerns the of Love incarnated
he is, the One
Wearing the bloodied of thorns
His heart is beating mercy
And his peace caused the of fear

But a silent arise
Covering the vision of truth
With a scornful
The evil one down the veil
Over the face
While the constant lie
This is not for you
Twisting God's words
In the presence of honest seeking of

That is spoken by the lips
with immutable cruelty
The own is to weak to resist it
But God has seen the of his heart
And the scarlet story is told.

He can hear the of dripping blood
Deliverance is
The for his transgressions
Are obliterated at the
The final cry from
Faultless wounded Son freedom
The sins are crucified, restoration is
And the veil is off

He his eyes to the hill
the destiny of his mistakes
There hangs the one who his price
The one who death itself
He looks towards the new
the sun never sets
And to walk in its direction
On the path of the life