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 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 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?

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

I been from the pain in my brain
Got stains on my scene while I search for the me
Search for the me, lost in the night
Only talk to angels when I'm in a height
I don't really wanna get lost in my
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, it to my fucking soul's lost in my eyes
But I don't really wanna drown no, 'cuz I'm not trusting
But I'ma keep 'round though, till I'm sure that I found something
And I tell you what it is, you better talk to God, remember
No feelings, no thoughts
And if a trapdoor then I need God
And so someone 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, fucking it
See, these in my head are the fucking loudest
So belligerent, so rowdy
And my tunnel vision's so fucking
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 know Him well, and I that you could bring Him near me
So I keep praying, every that I keep saying
Every part of me that I needed shield
part of me that needs saving

Save me from the
I'm falling
you hear me calling?
I you now
Fill me I'm whole with your holy light
Give me
Can you bring me back to

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 thoughts
A lotta stuff that resonates with persons
I've been searching for the truth but embedded in lies
Read every single verse until I'm red in my
And God'll only hear you when you offering
And is the truth
But the Devil's a lie
But am I to do when the Devil is I?
And everything I touch seems to 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 will when it comes from the sky
I'll probably be waiting until I crumble and die
And just wrestling with while I'm struggling by
So, I think, I about it
Wait, I drink, I somebody
Wait, I sink, I fail my
Wait, I scream, I'm shouting
Cause these voices in my head are the fucking
So belligerent, so rowdy
And my vision's so fucking clouded
And I really have a motherfucking outlet
So, I talk to God, but I don't know if He can hear me
And you know him well, and I think you could bring him near me
So I keep praying, that I keep saying
Every part of me I needed shield from
Every of me that needs saving

me from the pain
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

Did he die on the cross for
Do you have any proof?
Everything here is
And I'm just searching for fucking truth
Cause everything ever told me not to do
Has made me question what freedom is
Why to the words when they not from you?
And why feel when I freely live?
Now I know what the fucking of evil is
And why is dead, but evil lives
Everybody thinking they can to you
And what they believe in they are true
Now they that they had the right to persecute
Judge, doom to and come first to you
Now I don't really who wrote the Bible
But nothing the sun goes unrecycled
Take every you have with a fucking rifle
you rarely ever get a chance for revival
So, just think, just about it
Wait, just think, just tell
Wait, don't blink, don't your body
Wait, just scream, just shout it
So the voices in your head fall abruptly
And the blood in veins flows rough and violent
And you see everything with your lifted
And every you carry 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 keep the and fears too
And you keep praying, now you don't repeat sayings
Cuz you know you let it go, then you receive Satan

"How many people here look for 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 find God in yourself. Powerful thing, yeah?"