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 because of all of our darkness—which at night I still run from, which at night we all 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 said 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 praise Him, shall you receive His healing!"

me from the pain
I'm down
you hear me calling?
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm whole with holy light
me sanction
Can you me back to life?

Save me the pain
I'm down
Don't you hear me
I you now
Fill me I'm whole with your holy light
me sanction
Can you bring me to life?

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

Save me the pain
I'm down
Don't you me calling?
I you now
Fill me I'm whole with your holy light
me sanction
Can you me back to life?

None of real, when it calls you
Thought I found you, now I'm too
I've been listening to service
A redefining, a lot of words reworded
A lotta thoughts detected and suggested
A lotta stuff that resonates certain persons
I've been searching for the truth but embedded in lies
every single verse until I'm red in my eyes
And God'll only hear you 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 shrivel and
My mama always I was a rebel inside
But now I'm looking for peace and a benevolent I
And how it feels to that, some humbling pie
And how long it will take when it from the sky
I'll probably be waiting until I crumble and die
And just wrestling with Satan while I'm by
So, I think, I talk it
Wait, I drink, I tell
Wait, I sink, I my body
Wait, I scream, I'm fucking
Cause voices in my head are the fucking loudest
So belligerent, so rowdy
And my tunnel vision's so fucking
And I really have a motherfucking outlet
So, I talk to God, but I don't really know if He can me
And you know him well, and I think that you could bring him me
So I praying, everything that I keep saying
Every part of me that I needed from
Every part of me that needs

Save me from the
I'm falling
you hear me calling?
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm with your holy light
Give me
Can you bring me to life?

Did he die on the for this?
Do you any fucking proof?
Everything here is
And I'm just searching for some truth
Cause they ever told me not to do
Has always me question what freedom is
Why listen to the when they not from you?
And why feel judged I freely live?
Now I what the fucking root of evil is
And why is dead, but evil lives
Everybody thinking they can to you
And what they believe in they hearts are
Now they feel that they had the to persecute
Judge, to hell and come first to you
Now I really know who wrote the Bible
But nothing under the sun unrecycled
Take every you have with a fucking rifle
Cause you rarely ever get a for revival
So, just think, just talk it
Wait, just think, tell somebody
Wait, don't blink, don't fail body
Wait, just scream, fucking shout it
So the in your head fall abruptly silent
And the in your veins flows rough and violent
And you see everything with your lifted
And every burden you is eventually lighted
And you talk to God, even when you ain't 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, then you Satan

"How many people here look for Jesus to solve their problems? Lots of people. And how many of those people are 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 trying to find Jesus in strangers, and Jesus in church, and God, and find God in yourself. Powerful thing, yeah?"