"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 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 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 from the floor, to the ceiling, but only if you Him, I said praise Him, shall you receive His healing!"
me from the pain I'm falling Don't you me calling? I you now Fill me 'til I'm whole with your light Give me Can you bring me back to
Save me from the I'm down Don't you me calling? I you now Fill me 'til I'm whole your holy light me sanction Can you bring me back to
I been from the pain in my brain Got stains on my scene while I 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 I feel I'm getting lost in the vibe Then I took the bottle up and I it to my what? Yep, it to my fucking soul's lost in my eyes But I don't really wanna drown no, I'm not that trusting But I'ma keep coming 'round though, till I'm sure I found something And when I tell you what it is, you better talk to God, No feelings, no thoughts And if a trapdoor then I need God And so send to come walk me out But don't think, talk about it Wait, sing, don't tell nobody Wait, drink, don't fail your body Wait, scream, no, fucking shout it See, these voices in my head are the loudest So belligerent, so fucking 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 Him well, and I think that you could bring Him near me So I keep praying, word that I keep saying Every part of me that I needed shield Every part of me that needs
Save me the pain I'm falling Don't you hear me I you now Fill me I'm whole with your holy light Give me Can you bring me to life?
of this's real, when it calls you Thought I you, now I'm lost too I've listening to service sermons A lotta redefining, a lot of words A lotta thoughts detected and suggested A lotta stuff that resonates with certain been searching for the truth but it's embedded in lies Read single verse until I'm red in my eyes And God'll only hear you you offering ties And is the truth But when the a lie But what am I to do the Devil is I? And everything I touch to shrivel and die? My mama always said I was a inside But now I'm looking for peace and a benevolent I And how it feels to need that, some pie And how long it will take when it comes 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 about it Wait, I drink, I tell Wait, I sink, I my body Wait, I scream, I'm fucking Cause these in my head are the fucking loudest So belligerent, so rowdy And my tunnel vision's so fucking And I don't really 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 him near me So I praying, everything that I keep saying Every part of me that I shield from part of me that needs saving
Save me from the I'm falling Don't you hear me I you now Fill me 'til I'm whole with your light me sanction Can you bring me back to
Did he die on the for this? Do you any fucking proof? Everything is man-made And I'm just searching for some fucking everything they ever told me not to do Has always made me question what is Why listen to the words when not from you? And why feel judged when I freely Now I know the fucking root of evil is And why peace is dead, but evil Everybody thinking can talk to you And what believe in they hearts are true Now they feel that they had the right to Judge, doom to hell and come to you Now I really know who wrote the Bible But under the sun goes unrecycled Take every shot you have with a rifle Cause you ever get a chance for revival So, just think, just about it Wait, just think, just tell Wait, don't blink, don't fail your Wait, just scream, just fucking it So the in your head fall abruptly silent And the blood in veins flows rough and violent And you see everything with lifted eyelids And every burden you carry is eventually And you talk to God, when you ain't sure he hears you And you give it to Him, tell Him, He can the pain and fears too And you praying, only 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 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 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?"