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

me from the pain
I'm down
Don't you me calling?
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm whole your holy light
Give me
Can you bring me to life?

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

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

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

None of real, when it calls you
Thought I you, now I'm lost too
been listening to service sermons
A redefining, a lot of words reworded
A lotta thoughts detected and thoughts
A lotta stuff that resonates with persons
I've been searching for the but it's embedded in lies
Read every single verse I'm red in my eyes
And God'll hear you when you offering ties
And protection is the
But the Devil's a lie
But what am I to do when the is I?
And everything I seems to shrivel and die?
My mama said I was a rebel inside
But now I'm looking for some peace and a I
And how it feels to need that, humbling pie
And how long it take when it comes from the sky
I'll probably be waiting until I crumble and die
And wrestling with Satan while I'm struggling by
So, I think, I talk it
Wait, I drink, I tell
Wait, I sink, I fail my
Wait, I scream, I'm fucking
Cause voices 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 really know if He can me
And you know him well, and I that you could bring him near me
So I keep praying, everything I keep saying
Every of me that I needed shield from
part of me that needs saving

Save me the pain
I'm down
Don't you me calling?
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm whole with your light
Give me
Can you bring me to life?

Did he die on the cross for
Do you any fucking proof?
Everything here is
And I'm just searching for some fucking
Cause everything they told me not to do
Has made me question what freedom is
Why listen to the words when not from you?
And why judged when I freely live?
Now I know what the fucking of evil is
And why is dead, but evil lives
Everybody they can talk to you
And what they in they hearts are true
Now they feel they had the right to persecute
Judge, doom to hell and first to you
Now I don't really know who wrote the
But nothing the sun goes unrecycled
every shot you have with a fucking rifle
Cause you ever get a chance for revival
So, just think, talk about it
Wait, just think, just tell
Wait, don't blink, don't your body
Wait, scream, just fucking shout it
So the in your head fall abruptly silent
And the blood in your veins flows rough and
And you see with your lifted eyelids
And every you carry is eventually lighted
And you talk to God, even when you ain't sure he you
And you give it to Him, tell Him, He can keep the pain and too
And you keep praying, only now you don't sayings
Cuz you when you let it go, then 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 trying to find Jesus in strangers, and Jesus in church, and God, and God in yourself. Powerful thing, yeah?"