Luyện nghe bài hát Black Synagogue

"And the light, the lighAnnotatet can make everything feel beautiful. It can 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 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 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 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 I'm whole with your holy light
me sanction
Can you bring me to life?

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

I been running the pain in my brain
Got stains on my scene while I search for the me
Search for the real me, in the night
Only talk to when I'm lost in a height
I don't really get lost in my mind
So I pray until I feel I'm 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, I'm not that trusting
But I'ma keep coming 'round though, till I'm that I found something
And when I tell you 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, sing, don't tell nobody
Wait, don't drink, fail your body
Wait, scream, no, fucking shout it
See, voices in my head are the fucking loudest
So belligerent, so rowdy
And my tunnel vision's so fucking
And I don't really have a 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 praying, every word that I keep saying
part of me that I needed shield from
Every part of me that needs

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

of this's real, when it calls you
Thought I found you, now I'm too
I've been to service sermons
A redefining, a lot of words reworded
A lotta thoughts and thoughts suggested
A stuff that resonates with certain persons
I've been searching for the truth but it's embedded in
every single verse until I'm red in my eyes
And God'll only hear you you offering ties
And protection is the
But when the a lie
But what am I to do when the is I?
And I touch seems to shrivel and die?
My mama always said I was a rebel
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
Means probably be waiting until I crumble and die
And just wrestling Satan while I'm struggling by
So, I think, I talk it
Wait, I drink, I somebody
Wait, I sink, I fail my
Wait, I scream, I'm fucking
Cause these voices in my head are the loudest
So belligerent, so fucking
And my tunnel vision's so clouded
And I don't really have a outlet
So, I talk to God, but I really know if He can hear me
And you know him well, and I think that you bring him near me
So I keep praying, that I keep saying
Every of me that I needed shield from
part of me that needs saving

Save me 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?

Did he die on the for this?
Do you any fucking proof?
Everything here is
And I'm just searching for fucking truth
Cause everything they told me not to do
Has made me question what freedom is
Why listen to the words they not from you?
And why feel when I freely live?
Now I know what the root of evil is
And why is dead, but evil lives
Everybody they can talk to you
And they believe in they hearts are true
Now feel that they had the right 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 shot you have a fucking rifle
Cause you ever get a chance for revival
So, just think, talk about it
Wait, just think, just somebody
Wait, don't blink, don't your body
Wait, just scream, just fucking it
So the voices in your head fall abruptly
And the blood in your veins rough and violent
And you see everything with your eyelids
And burden you carry is eventually lighted
And you to God, even when you ain't sure he hears you
And you give it to Him, tell Him, He can keep the pain and too
And you praying, only now you don't repeat 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 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?"