Luyện nghe bài hát Black Synagogue

"And the light, the lighAnnotatet can make everything 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 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 said praise Him, shall you receive His healing!"

Save me from the
I'm down
Don't you hear me
I you now
Fill me 'til I'm with your holy light
me sanction
Can you bring me back to

me from the pain
I'm down
you hear me calling?
I you now
me 'til I'm whole with your holy light
Give me
Can you bring me back to

I running from the pain in my brain
Got stains on my scene while I search for the me
for the real me, lost in the night
Only talk to angels 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 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 wanna drown no, 'cuz I'm not that trusting
But I'ma keep coming 'round though, till I'm sure that I found
And I tell 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 someone to come walk me out
But don't think, talk about it
Wait, don't sing, tell nobody
Wait, don't drink, don't fail your
Wait, don't scream, no, fucking it
See, these voices in my head are the fucking
So belligerent, so fucking
And my tunnel vision's so fucking
And I really 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 bring Him me
So I keep praying, every word that I keep
Every part of me that I needed shield
Every part of me that needs

Save me 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 me back to life?

None of this's real, it calls you
Thought I you, now I'm lost too
I've listening to service sermons
A lotta redefining, a lot of 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
Read every single verse 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 what am I to do the Devil is I?
And everything I touch seems to shrivel and
My mama always said I was a inside
But now I'm looking for some and a benevolent I
And how it to need that, some humbling pie
And how long it will take when it comes the sky
Means I'll be waiting until I crumble and die
And just wrestling with Satan I'm struggling by
So, I think, I about it
Wait, I drink, I somebody
Wait, I sink, I my body
Wait, I scream, I'm shouting
Cause these voices in my head are the fucking
So belligerent, so fucking
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 know if He can me
And you know him well, and I think that you could him near me
So I keep praying, everything that I keep
Every part of me that I shield from
Every part of me needs saving

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 back to

Did he die on the cross for
Do you any fucking proof?
Everything here is
And I'm just searching for some fucking
Cause they ever told me not to do
Has always made me what freedom is
Why listen to the words when not from you?
And why feel judged when I live?
Now I know what the fucking root of is
And why peace is dead, but evil
Everybody they can talk to you
And what they believe in hearts are true
Now they that they had the right to persecute
Judge, doom to hell and come to you
Now I don't know who wrote the Bible
But nothing the sun goes unrecycled
Take every shot you with a fucking rifle
Cause you ever get a chance for revival
So, just think, just about it
Wait, think, just tell somebody
Wait, blink, don't fail your body
Wait, just scream, fucking shout it
So the voices in your head abruptly silent
And the blood in your flows rough and violent
And you see everything your 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 keep the pain and too
And you keep praying, 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 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 find God in yourself. Powerful thing, yeah?"