Luyện nghe bài hát Black Synagogue

"And the light, the lighAnnotatet can 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 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!"

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

Save me from the
I'm falling
Don't you hear me
I you now
Fill me I'm whole with your holy light
Give me
Can you me back to life?

I been from the pain in my brain
Got on my scene while I search for the real me
Search for the real me, in the night
talk to angels when I'm lost in a height
I don't wanna get lost in my mind
So I pray until I feel I'm getting in the vibe
Then I took the bottle up and I drink it to my
Yep, drink it to my fucking lost in my eyes
But I don't really wanna drown no, 'cuz I'm not that
But I'ma keep coming 'round though, till I'm that I found something
And when I you what it is, you better talk to God, remember
No feelings, no thoughts
And if pain's a then I need God
And so send to come walk me out
But think, don't talk about it
Wait, sing, don't tell nobody
Wait, don't drink, don't your body
Wait, don't scream, no, shout it
See, these voices in my head are the loudest
So belligerent, so fucking
And my tunnel vision's so fucking
And I don't really 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 bring Him me
So I keep praying, word that I keep saying
Every part of me that I needed from
Every 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 your light
me sanction
Can you bring me back to

None of this's real, when it you
Thought I found you, now I'm too
I've been to service sermons
A lotta redefining, a lot of words
A lotta thoughts and thoughts suggested
A lotta stuff that with certain persons
I've searching for the truth but it's embedded in lies
Read every single verse until I'm red in my
And God'll only you when you offering ties
And protection is the
But when the a lie
But what am I to do the Devil is I?
And everything I touch seems to and die?
My always said I was a rebel inside
But now I'm for some 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 I'll probably be waiting until I and die
And just wrestling with Satan 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 these voices in my head are the fucking
So belligerent, so rowdy
And my vision's so fucking clouded
And I don't really have a motherfucking
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 keep praying, that I keep saying
Every part of me that I needed from
Every part of me that needs

Save me the pain
I'm down
you hear me calling?
I you now
Fill me I'm whole with your holy light
me sanction
Can you bring me back to

Did he die on the for this?
Do you have any fucking
here is man-made
And I'm just searching for some fucking
everything they ever told me not to do
Has made me question what freedom is
Why listen to the words they not from you?
And why judged when I freely live?
Now I know the fucking root of evil is
And why peace is dead, but lives
Everybody thinking can talk to you
And what they believe in they are true
Now they feel that had the right to persecute
Judge, doom to hell and come to you
Now I don't really know who wrote the
But nothing under the sun goes
Take every shot you have with a fucking
Cause you ever get a chance for revival
So, think, just talk about it
Wait, just think, just somebody
Wait, don't blink, don't your body
Wait, just scream, just shout it
So the voices in your head abruptly silent
And the blood in your flows rough and violent
And you see everything with lifted eyelids
And every burden you is eventually lighted
And you talk to God, even you ain't sure he hears you
And you give it to Him, tell Him, He can the pain and fears too
And you keep praying, only now you repeat sayings
Cuz you know 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 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?"