Take me to church by hozier but you're outside of a church in a rainy day about to confess yourself
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Mom: where are you?
Me: listening to hozier outside of a church in a rainy day about to confess myself
@Sea_Pea_Kay_ _ LOL OWO
LMAOO this caught me off guard
@@abdulrahmanalzaid737 ĺpòpòòòòòòòòòòòòòòòò
Ari the Vegan im cracking up
lmao
I like that this whole thing is implying that they’re loudly playing Take Me to Church in the church
Ikr😂🤔
that’d be a pretty sick church tho
hozier invented churches, they better be playing his songs.
Ikr, a church would never play this unless they didn’t realize what it was abt
As they should
Nobody:
Literally nobody:
My almost dead headphone:
Omg ikr lmao
This made me snort
omg i can't unhear this 😔
while you’re tryna get the water out of them from the washer:
I WISH my near dead headphones sounded like this
I'm not religious but i love the architecture of the churches
Literally the only reason why I still go to our roman catholic church @-@
Same
It’s okay most of the people who were alive to create the original cathedrals were gay anyways so that’s just a plus
You can like the architecture and aesthetic of something without having to be apart of it.
They snapped
Me confessing I drank the holy water
"dawg I was thirsty..."
When you’ve never seen holy water in ur whole 14 years of life 🤭
technically not a sin, just a sacrilege
Priest: Okay, uh...don't do that then.
Me confessing I put kool aid in the holy water
Me: a Muslim
Also me: listening to take me to church outside of a church in a rainy day about to confess myself
omg me too
Lol same
same hahah
Lol same
honestly, same
Lovely plays in an abandoned town during the zombie apocalypse
Wade W. ooh, loooved it
Hey it was my same idea too!
L Joestar oh! Well great minds think alike 😅
Maybe something more like “sweet dreams” by Bornz
And you’re holding your last remaining friend’s hand while looking up to the rain
please do more hozier songs, he’s forest daddy
👏👏
Yaaas like “Wasteland Baby” but you’re sitting in a pond in a mystical forest
Eliza Kith i want to hear no plan while floating in space😤😤
Fae father if you will.
Kendall Taylor I’m seeing him next Tuesday omg
This hits different when you’re in the car with your homophobic relatives thinking about the person you love who’s the same sex Edit: yes I’m aware this was oddly specific-
The story of my life
Okay well you have to remember god loves everyone. Including you. It doesn’t matter which gender you’re in love with, god loves all his children.
Was in the exact situation this morning
i am literally- ARE YOU WATCHING ME
This hits different when your priest grandma and religious relatives deadname and misgender you
Imagine:
"Priest... I just killed someone"
Maria Clara Macedo daredevil
well now I need the rest of the story
“Priest... I just killed someone.” The man drenched in rain from outside the church just confessed to someone he never thought he would. The crestfallen priest gulps, his hands trembling. Shaking from the confession he was given. He was about to sprint out of the room until the man retold what he did to a complete stranger.
One hour earlier:
“I don’t fucking care if you need money for your family. You are fired, you brought this onto yourself.” The mans boss spits on the man begging on his knees. ‘It needs to happen’ the man concludes, absolute certainty glosses over the mans eyes as he rise up and grabs the stapler by the bosses desk and stalks up to him. “Hey, what are you doing with that.” the boss backs away, his eyes widening in fear. The boss could see the total hatred in the mans eyes as he-
Present:
The priest covers his hands over his mouth and whispers. “You have been forgiven by God?” the man stands up and leaves. Several minutes later of the priest pondering, there is police cars outside the church.
That actually does happen. And it's encouraged. If you just killed someone you confess it in confession and under Catholic (keep in mind this is Catholic) religion, the priest is not allowed to share this information to anyone. Not even the cops, as they are in the house of God and the person has already confessed. The priest can say "I suggest you turn yourself in" but they can't turn them in. We learned about it in school, cuz I'm Catholic :))
You guys are very creative 😂
november rain but you're on yours crush wedding
YESSSS
YESS!!
Well that hit me harder than I thought
Yessss please ♥
@@rebeccas.6800 man, if that comforts you, I recently had to help the guy I've been helplessly in love with since I was like a child to go out on a date with this honestly simple, no-personality, spoiled but of course cute af girl and I'm super freaking sad about it so yeeeh haw, my life sucks 😂
More like: you're the devil, therefore can't enter the church, and listen to the mortal you've fallen in love with giving a concert in the church
this is underrated af
I love this comment & idea sm
reminded me of devilman crybaby
omg i would watch it
That’s good that’s good. 😈
“Im sorry father, this will be the last time i ever step foot here”
Why is that?
“For what I’m about to do, i will have no forgiveness”
*walks out into the rain*
so badass in a sad way
Oh wtf, i forgot i wrote this. Ig i was just feeling really edgy gay that day😳
damn this sounds like a scene in daredevil I watched last night
I feel like it's appropriate to mention I got the 666th like
Leslie R phat mood
Hostage by Billie Eilish but you’re someone's hostage
Ellie Bell hostage by Billie eilish but it’s on the radio and you’re in a trunk
@@evaled8653 YESSSS!!!!
We need this!!!
Hostage by Billie Eilish but you’re holding your crush hostage while crying
Eli :0 i would love that
imagine: you don't remember your past. the most recent thing you remember is when you woke up in a flower field. you don't know how old you are or your name so you make one up. you make a life yourself and are living happily. it has been ten years since that had happened and you start to feel a pain in your back. you feel yourself being called to a church, it taunts you as you drive by it on your way to work. on a rainy day after a fight with your significant other you decide to go to the church. you hear this music calling you from the church the closer you walk to it. finally you stop at the doors, you back burning in pain, when you hear the music clearly. you muster the courage to go inside and you feel something growing on your back. its a pair of wings. you hear a voice say to you, "welcome to church fallen angel, you have found your way back." then your world goes white.
woah.
If I could fucking animate..i would make this lol
wow please make this into a movie, tv show, book idk please
Hi can I turn this into a drawing or something????
So *this* is what happens to the bisexuals
Sinner: I’m sorry daddy, I’ve been naughty
Priest: for the last time it’s “ Forgive me father, for I have sinned”.
i shouldn’t have laughed😭💀
Iliyana L. Me neither, but it happened
💀💀
Omg 😂😂😂
Brings back memories 😔
you know damn well no one in the comment section go to church
I do
I do 😂
The two person above me
Definitely does not go to church
@@someweebinthecommentsectio7719 The person below you does 🙃
Some Weeb In the Comment Section cap
“Father” I said in a monotone voice as i sat opposite of the priest
“Yes?” He asked, ready for me to confess.
“I fell in love with someone i shouldn’t have.”
“Oh?” he asks, intrigued, ready to know who ripped my wings from my back and painted me with sin.
“She’s to perfect to let my religion get in the way of my love for her.”
The priest sighed. “It’s a she?”
“Yeah, it’s a she, and I love her father, father i need her.” I sighed “I love her more than anything.”
He sighed, I know what i had done. I had tainted myself with the colors of the rainbow. I let the hands of the most beautiful woman i have ever seen take me away from grace and purity. But i loved the way being so tainted felt. The weight of my wings were gone. I had no one to answer to after this. I was ready to leave everything behind to love her. My parents won’t approve after i go tell them. I am ready for a life where i can be who i want. I want the scars i have been burdened with to be in the past.
Did you write this?! If so, oh my gosh it's so good, you should write a book fr !!
how dare you make me cry
Wow. This is beautiful.
This isn’t how church works... I’m Catholic and lesbian and I’ve never been to confession where we just have a conversation... I be like I’m gay and the priest be like “ok what else lol”
@@CJ-iz3mp In the place where I live (Mexico) It's actually this way. If you're gay or part of the lgbt community, you're not welcome there. I'm bisexual, christian, and in a distance relationship with a girl, so I'm just waiting for the moment when everyone knows the truth and kick me out of church even If I'm still believing in God.
Sweater weather but you’re sitting alone in a field at night (Damn I’m basic, also, you should totally make a Spotify 👀)
Tea Cup yes I love the neighbourhood and sweater weather is one of my fav songs by them🥰
aaah hell yeah or daddy issues!!!
Lmaooooo daddy issues while your making out with your s/o after ranting and crying to them about your “daddy issues” 🤪
Hannah C hahah awwwww dang that’d be awesome
are you bisexual by any chance?
Smells like teen spirit but you're a outcast nerd hiding in the bathroom while it plays in the gym
Edit: this comment wasnt a suggestion it was a call for help
Mechanized Fruit YES
@@danahk5197 no
YES PLEASE!
I don't need a repeat of 9th grade.
HAHA YEAH
Why is this a mood for my closeted lesbian self
Put Gerard back same
Same
Don’t Cry (Alternative Version) by Guns n Roses but you’re washing your lover’s blood off your hands
Y E S
What can I say, it was her time of the month again
@@cadaver67432 lmao
Yes please
i love your profile picture!♡
Nobody:
Me wanting to be emo in 8th Grade: “TAKE ME TO CHURCH”
RIP VINE Y
8th grade 😂 Lol ew stop you're making me feel old
You're making me remember my phase stop it 😭💀😂
OMG IM CRYING THE BAD MEMORIES
Omg don't give me flashbacks
pov; you're a teen boy who has realized he is homosexual. while you're preparing your confession outside, the music starts to play and you become rather curious as to why this church would be playing this song. you look through the old stained glass window and see that the only person inside is the priest's adopted son, the one who allowed you to discover your true self. you two have been in love for a while now. he plays this song knowing your outside ready to expose your 'sin' to a pack of wolf-like people, ready to pounce. you both know there's only one thing left to do: run away and don't look back. your lives depend on it.
d-stri 🖤🖤
Good heavens!
ok now write a book
thanks for the wattpad story
jake english hittin diffrent rn
"forgive me father for I have sinned"
"sorry daddy, I've been naughty"
omg
*sad twerking*
@@Bilal-gx8yb yes
And for that, I condemn thee to hell.
Billu Gagz I CHOKED 🤣🤣
*confessing my homosexuality and bidding farewell to god one last time before i wed my wife*
Hoseok Hottie mood haha
I thought that said “before I beat my wife” and was so confused.
same
bippity bo to hell I go *backflips away from church*
160820
the religious trauma many experience really be kicking in as we listen to this, huh.
froggy arts right 😔✌️ ⚢
fr 😔
Damn..that's deep
Hell yeah boiiiii
What do you mean lol
Pumped up kicks but you're in the bathroom and you can hear the footsteps
Y e s
Omg brilliant
:0 oml
YES
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me 'worship in the bedroom'
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Laney i forgot these were the lyrics for a
minute and i was like “damn” but then i remembered this is the lyrics😭😭
Matilyn Bryant google copy n paste😉
this inspired me so here’s a shitty writing.
“Bless me father, for I have sinned.” I sobbed. I still felt every touch of his lingering underneath my skin, the burn of my newfound immorality coalescing into my bones.
“What brings you to me?”
“Father, I’ve done terrible things,”
“I’m sure He will forgive. State your sins.”
I was quiet for a moment, but then I realized I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I looked down at my hands. Rain-soaked, like everything around me. An occasional crack of thunder would come about.
I had never liked thunder. He knew.
“Take your time,” Father spoke, which I had learned in my life was code for ‘I don’t have all night.’
“Father, I-“ I paused, tripping over my words. “I don’t think I can come back from this. I have committed a crime against God,”
“I can’t help you unless you tell me what you’ve done,”
“Father, I’m guilty,” I grew quiet once more.
“Go on,”
“I have committed homosexual acts.”
The priest’s words were far from me after I had finally gotten it out. He talked for a long time while I cried. And silently prayed. When his speech concluded, I zoned back in.
“-and with that considered, you must repent. He will forgive if you repent,”
“Yes, Father,” I whispered.
He spoke the words of praise. “Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good,”
“For His mercy endures forever,”
“The Lord will free you from your sins. Go in peace,”
“Thanks be to God.”
I arrived home, and mumbled for what must have been the sixth or seventh time.
“Oh, my God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart. In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good, I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things. I firmly intend, with your help, to do penance, to sin no more, and to avoid whatever leads me to sin. Our Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us. In His name, my God, have mercy. Amen.”
I couldn’t breathe anymore.
I hung up my coat and picked up my phone from the bench in my entry. I shut my eyes upon seeing the only message that illuminated the screen.
Adrien. Two hours ago.
‘We should meet again sometime.’
I pulled myself through the house to my bedroom. I stepped through the doorway and felt a wave of nausea rush through my body. I turned and ran to the bathroom, just in time to cough up my guts into the toilet. My thoughts were poisoning me.
I couldn’t do it. I would never be forgiven.
After making it back, I collapsed onto the carpeted floor of my bedroom. I looked up at my bed, with its tousled sheets. I thought only about how simple it was to make such a peaceful place into a sickening memory.
I prayed for a long time. There was no going back. I had damned myself, and now my body was nothing but dark and desperate, a show of my impiety.
Not shitty at all. I enjoyed reading it, you're actually really good.
Samuel Mannix I’m a lesbian and I’ve seen only a few words and knew what it was about and now I want to literally scroll down and never scroll up again. Why does this remind me of the watt pad memes but I have never had watt pad because I’m innocent 😇I’m scared and I don’t want to read the whole thing i mean it’s probably good tho.
How much money do you need to write a whole damn book
I have only one request tho
The gay love will be the main focus. And this person is looking to not only accept themselves but their lover.
BITCHHH why did this have my lesbian ass so sad for, literally got emotional over a youtube comment
If my mans is already screwed, he might as well keep going lmao. But great piece!
*Again:*
*_"Black beauty" -Lana Del Rey_*
But your parents are having a fight in the kitchen
*Or*
*_"Say yes to heaven"- Lana Del Rey_*
But you're actually entering heaven
Layal Lala omg yessssss
@@violetapussaypoppin3489 thanks omg
HELL YESSS
@@celeste2870 thxxxx
Yassss
PLEASE I wanna see you on spotify/soundcloud asap im literally addicted to your work❤️
Y E S
Yeeeaaaahhhh!!!! Lol
The likes are 666 do I dare ruin it-
King Keef no but i did 😈
“ forgive me father, for I have sinned” I talked quietly
“What have you done to bring you here?”
“ I have come here because of the things I have felt. The things I’ve done. The things that I know would drive me into here. I know it would happen, I knew I would be here, But I couldn’t help my self. She is so beautiful.-“ I said before a loud crack of thunder rang through the church
“It’s a woman? “
“ Yes father, The most gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my whole life. Her voice is like hearing an angel, her laugh is the angels sweet singing. I can’t help the absolute bliss she gives me when she touches my skin, her soft hands against mine. She is perfect in every way possible. I can’t subside this helpless feeling, it’s the best feeling I have ever felt in my whole life and don’t ever want it to end. No one can make me feel better than this woman that I have fallen for. Not even the feeling of velvety flowers against my skin, not even an angel, whispering sweet nothings into my ear, not even the touch of god. If gods forgiveness means I can’t feel the things she makes me feel then, I don’t want to be forgiven” I said, not realizing I had started rambling. I sit in silence as the priest beside me never said a word.
“...”
“Father?”
GOOD GOD I'M CRYING!😭 To all my fellow gaybys, you are not sining! God loves all humans no matter what, whether you're gay, straight, or anything inbetween! The bible was a book that was passed down for centuries by word, only to later be wrote down and translated over and over again. But the basic knowledge that we know is that, God loves all humans the same, and he created you in his vision. So if you're gay you're meant to be gay! If you're straight you're meant to be straight!
Edit- I am no longer a Christian, however my point still stands.
@Zena Discipulo Thank you stranger ☺️
@@saddays7885 _Father had left the chat_
Anyway that was hella great i like it 👌
Im honestly addicted to your work and it gives me inspiration for writing my story.
I'd love to read it!
Video killed the radio star but it’s the future.
Just Peachy Msp YES
omg yes
Just Peachy Msp OMG THE MEMORIES
YES
I imagined a bunch of nuns blasting this while the priest is like “I’m sorry”
Can't help falling in love but your listening to your crush sing it to themself quietly during class
idfc by blackbear but under your covers during a thunderstorm
i’m so tired... by lauv & troye sivan but in an empty roller rink
hypnotized by coldplay but you’re lying on the beach in the middle of the night
Imagine.
Imagine you’re the stereotypical golden girl. You’re bubbly, charming, and are always surrounded by giggling friends. You have straight A’s, collections of trophies and awards in your room, and are destined to go to your dream college. Your life is perfect. But then things change. The days go by and you start to feel trapped in a bubble, your vital teenage years flying by without your control. So you start to rebel. You don’t spend every afternoon studying, and your grades drop to loose B’s and C’s. Your once pink mini skirts and clean buns are traded in for loose wavy hair and jeans, your closet darkening by the day. You realize your friends are fake, and can see they’re drifting away from you, but you start to finally feel happy. Adventure is your new drug, and every night is an opportunity waiting to happen. You meet new people, kids that are imperfect but make your soul lighter. Tonight you listen to music as you light a cigarette and drive through darkness into the outskirts of town. You reach your destination, a party full of your friends and good times. After a few hours of laughter and dancing, you climb up to the rooftop, as the stars Twinkle above. You lie down and submit yourself to the rainfall above you, eyes sparkling as the clock strikes 12. Distant church bells ring, as your favorite song plays below, and you smile and close your eyes as you realize that you are free.
Sorry for it being so long, hope you liked it! This is my first time doing this, I’m kind of an amateur 💖
Whoa that was really good-
Sounds like how my life is turning now ngl
Yeah because people wearing skirts can't rebel. That's good girls.
People with jeans are Bada$$es.
(Is this "imagine" set in the 80's then I am sorry--)
@@MoonchildDontCry Lmao I wrote this a while ago I wear both equally I didn't realize how it sounded. Well, no set time period, I was just going off of some outfits I can think of haha, sorry for the internalized misogyny
Noice 👌
This video is my aesthetic. ♡
Please do 'chlorine' by twenty one pilots but you are in the pool drowning your sorrows.♡♡
AHHHHHHHHH
YES PLEASE
YES
Hiya fellow clikkie
clikkies are everywhere
Imagine:
You’ve just been stabbed, and you’re dragging your bleeding body to the steps of the cathedral. All you want is to pray
One..
One last time.
(This is actually cringe now that I look back at it)
Why the fuck would the first place you would go to be church?? Go to the hospital
Honeybee i am not religious but ig that sounds cool?
Akire u don’t understand
Damn ppl really would rather say some stuff in their mind than pressing on their wound and calling for help
I’d bleed out before confessing all my sins-
i’m gay so this is the closest i’ll ever get to a church
edit: damn the christians didn’t like this one huh
ennis the witch this song is basically an explanation of my LIFE. so lemme explain-
So I was born into a Mormon family, and also born lesbian, and liking girls. Let’s see how this plays out...
I went to church every Sunday, but I never really participated that much, in fact, most of the time I didn’t want to go.
But then I realized that I liked girls. Before then I was a little homophobic, I didn’t realize that it was normal. Well let’s go back, when I was really young. I always chose girls over boys, and always thought “girls are more beautiful and better than boys” (I’m not sexist don’t worry) But never realized that I could fall in love with a woman.
Okay back on track, I realized I like girls, I thought I was bi for a bit
Teen romance by lil peep but u are in ur backyard at night and still waiting for your love while watching stars
Water On The Mars YES
!!!!!!!!!!!!
yessss make this happen
absolutely!
Omg fuck yesssss
I’ll be good by Jaymes Young, but you’re at the hospital bed comforting your dying mother.
are you okay
i think u need a hug
hey, are you okay? i hope everything is fine
Qspark this one hurt
"Dear God, I come here today to commit my sin. I don't ask for forgiveness for I have no regrets."
He kneeled to the ground, knees sunken down wet mud, head held low and hands clasped, sincerely praying, as heavy rain poured.
"I have loved one of your priests. I am aware the only fruitful love are between man and woman. But he, who, understands my sufferings and is accepting of who I am, not as children of God but as a human. The first sin I confessed, I was going to die after confessing, because even God can't forgive a man who loves other men, am I right? Astoundingly, he does. And I live. He believes in me. That makes me happier than I can ever be, I have found a savior. He is a compassionate man, forgiving and a loving man as a whole. He listens and concerns about problems that aren't his to worried about. He heard sins and didn't judged them. And that angel voice of his always whispers wise words. I swear I must have seen his halo sometimes, it bathed him in sunkissed golden light, I couldn't take my eyes off him. He must be an angel without wings."
Water soaked him thoroughly, as well as desperation.
"I have disgraced him greatly that is my biggest sin. I tried to kiss him and, how could you blame me, we were alone and his eyes looked like they could hold heaven and skies in them. I left him with shame, confusion and an erection. That was when I know my sin can never be forgiven. What I can only do is timidly ask you to not punish him for mine and my sin alone.
Amen."
Head held low, he didn't see a shadow approached.
The priest who was holding an umbrella, covering himself and half of the kneeling man on the ground, asked.
"What are you doing here?"
Said man's shoulders visibly jumped at being addressed, he shakingly answered.
"...Confessing my sins.."
The priest silently stood and the air hung heavy in that frozen moment. The sinner felt as if the sound of the world had been completely muted from him; his whole body felt numb, his mind went blank from panic, and his heart was dying in his ribcage.
He should be leaving, he couldn't be here-
The crashing sound of rain and realization hit, the priest kneeled down next to him and brought his hands together.
"Why?" was the only broken sound came of his mouth.
The umbrella thrown aside, his knees dugged down dirty mud, his coat drenched, his head held down, eyes shutted.
He looked...defeated.
"Because... I am also a sinner."
As he looked up, his face was torn between both pain and relief. At the corner of his lips, a smile appeared, ever so slightly.
And the sinners prayed, as rain poured.
Dude...I’m speechless and amazed.Please make a whole book about this.
This is amazing bro
Underrated af
Please make a wattpad/Ao3 of it
And tell me what's the link is
Honestly, your videos are great, they're the kind you listen to with closed eyes, lying on your bed and just take it all in. They're really nice.
*You feel your sins crawling on your back...*
Edit: To all y'all sinners who doesn't like the reference feel free to scroll :3
don't
*distant megalovania*
Aw shit
Here we go again
s a n s u n d e r t a l e
You're leaning against the walls of the church, your clothes all soaked in water from the rain. But you don't care. You can't stop smiling while listening to the song playing inside the massive building. Your eyes are closed, enjoying this beautiful moment of peace. Suddenly the rain stops, you open your eyes in wonder as you see an umbrella is held over you.
The figure above you smiles.
"You don't want to get sick, do you?"
You hesitate at first but taking the umbrella. The person smiles one more time than walks away through the rain.
"Wait!" You call out.
They stop in their move, not turning back to you.
"What's your name?"
They look back at you.
"Sam." They say as they giggle.
Than they walk away.
You look the way Sam vanished as the beautiful song in the church comes to an end still holding the umbrella.
Jey Night is this the sam I think it is?
@@ballsackblues5794 depends one what Sam you're thinking about
Jey Night im not a fan of the show but the sam from that satanic show I forgot the name of apparently
@@ballsackblues5794 well I dont know wht Sam you're talking about, but now I'm curious... I just wanted a gender neutral name for this lolol.
Lol, I think the other person who commented was talking about Sam from Supernatural. In all honesty, the first Sam that came to my mind was Samuel Drake from Uncharted 4.😂 Also, this was a great little story by the way. You painted a wonderful picture!!😄❤️
rainy and creepy edits are the best change my mind
oh. my. god.
this so beautiful. i'm need more this shit.
Sameee
“O lordly father, I’ve appeared before you today to be repent.”
“The lord is always listening, child-what ails you?”
“Father... I... I’ve strayed from the path of God.. I’ve always been told of the rule-to never doubt the Holy Spirit, but I’ve been conflicted-I’ve been cast into the ocean with no light and no faith, and I feel so alone...”
“...Elaborate for me, my child.”
“Every day I stray further from him, from God, from Jesus-I feel as if they have abandoned me. Dark, dark thoughts have run through me, father... and they do not appear to help me with them anymore. A darkness so deep it drains my blood black and coats the words I speak with ash-I’ve broken law, stolen from my father, h...hurt people, and myself... and He offers no help... Father, I am afraid-afraid that He has abandoned me. Say it isn’t so.”
“.....”
“...Father? Father, please say it isn’t so... please! Please!”
“......”
“...please...”
Specs707 If that is truly your fear, know that the Lord never abandons you
underrated
Eli D. I’m not religious I just like writing-
Specs707 I figured haha - your writing is amazing ! 🥺
Specs707 could I ask if you could maybe check out my original songs and tell me what u think? I’m trying to get better and maybe who knows build a fan base
I was in Luxembourg and there was a cathedral that was nearly empty, but it began to rain and people gathered inside. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop (aside from the rain). People started lighting candles, praying. As a non-religious person it was a sight to behold.
Obsessions by Marina but your smoking a cigarette after a one night stand
And then you find out your still a virgin
This reminds me of a Catholic Church I went to in Peru, and there was a choir there singing for Cusco’s main market plaza. There were dogs everywhere and pigeons, and women in colorful alpaca coats wandering the streets. Some people sold flutes, or stringed instruments, and played it in the streets. But the choir was really the best part. I had only a faint idea of the words, but it was beautiful, and it echoed throughout the entire plaza with such astounding acoustics. The church itself was incredible as well. I really miss Peru; it’s really one of the most beautiful places on Earth.
Kirishima Eijirou I know right, I’m half Peruvian and I visited last summer to Peru and I miss it to this day. I haven’t been to Cusco yet but I’ve seen Inca ruins/bones and the landscape with mountains and hills, and my family city Huacho
That vibe when it’s 1683 and you’ve fallen madly in love with the Reverend of your Church, so you speak to God one more before drowning yourself in a river with him.
"Sorry papi, I've been a very, very bad girl"
Ultraviolence by Lana Del Rey but you're in a church after he left you at the altar
Eclipse by Pink Floyd but your spaceship is about to explode
oof I'd cry
jfc
Please
Lyrics so you dont have to google it
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She is the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The only Heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
IF YOU SEE THIS, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO
it’s been a long, long time but it’s playing in the cinema toilets whilst you sob after endgame
boop my snoot moood
BL Lasagna would be so vivid for me hahahahah
Take Me To Church but your watching the Notre Dame burn
People be out here writing full fanfictions for themselves 😂😂
its me, im people :)
Its me im people reading them
It's time.
I've been holding this in for so long, and I have to tell somebody. Anybody.
So tell someone I will. In the only way I know how.
I've never really been religious, but I have to get this off of my chest.
Churches are so beautiful, though. I don't want to share something this horrible here.
Or at all.
It can't be good to hold something like this in.
Can it?
I'm not sure what I'm going to say. How does this work again?
How do I share something this terrible?
Something as gory, as shocking, as absolutely horrifying as this?
"Bless me Father, for I have sinned. This is my first confession.
"Three days ago, the love of my life departed from this world.
"And it is all my fault."
You good darlin'?
Zoa Penly you do know it's some writing inspired by the video, right?
@@mxddietwo yep. Just wanted to make sure though.
I kinda wanna write a book about that (a funfiction even)
Echo Lobo do it!!
In a week by hozier but you’re a decomposing corpse in a forest
Sarah Dowd yes
Yes
"Forgive me father, but I believe this to be the last time I will be here."
"Why is that?"
"She had laid in front of me, peaceful. It was too peaceful for me, she was mocking me for what I could not control and what I could not do. She let Wrath over take me, it had whispered in my ear, pleading about what I needed to do. In the back I could hear the pleas of another to not move, for what I could do was terrible.
The next thing I know, darkness had fallen upon me and I had no control of the Wrath whispering in my ear. Her skin was quite warm and pale to begin with. She didn't even look in pain when I did it, she was still asleep. Her skin then became cold, she looked more relaxed.
The devil whispering to me had not helped me. Even after her slow descent from life, she still mocked me for doing what I did. Then the Devil whispered again, it was always my fault. Nobody would help me, so the whispering in my ear became a guilt. I can no longer take it.
Forgive me father for what I must do and what shall end."
You should do moonlight by ariana Grande but your lost in the woods at midnight.
Yessss!!!
When I imagine that as a horror film
SpOOpY
Imagine “entering the church” mid-song and Hozier’s voice filling your room 😍 someone capable please make it happennnnn
And the music gets louder and louder as you approach the altar, and the song ends.
I like how everybody gets so sad of nostalgic when listening to videos like this but I just think there beautiful and how fun it would be to blast this song while messing around the church or playing it on the organ/piano.
absolutely no one:
my ad: MAGGI MAGGI PASTA
I love old cathedrals. I'm not religious but these old buildings have a certain energy and I love the feeling of just standing there admiaring the architecture
Standing outside the church doors was terrifying,
The rain was deafening, but it didn’t stop my mind from racing with explanations, pleas for forgiveness, and blaming others for my actions, trying to shield myself from judgement,
mine or the priest’s I didn’t know.
I don’t know how long I was standing motionless outside, with a blank look on my face as if I was a statue, it was as if the world stood still, with only the rain free to pour harshly down.
Soaking wet, with every bone in my body trembling (from fear or the bitter cold I didn’t know), I took a step forward and finally opened the doors
The words tumbled out of my mouth before I even realized ‘father, I’ve sold my soul to the devil and he wants it back.’
Me and my friends were on a hill in the sunshine
And all of a sudden it just started lightly raining.
I was in someone's arms and we had arctic monkeys playing
We all just stopped the silence and started singing.
Wish I could be taken back to that day..
Doubt-twenty one pilots but you just lost someone you really cared fro during a zombie apocalypse
Fren :)
as soon as the first piano note played i immediately started crying
god?????? is that you??????
Mmmmmmmm do you think this is about god?
Kiwi - Harry styles but you’re being chased by the police whilst being slightly intoxicated
OMG YESSS
this song will always remind me of when a man was playing this song on a violin in front of a castle in the Vatican. it was freaking magnificent, probably one of my best memories ever
you stand outside as your family is inside the church, you decide to pull a cigarette out and light it to smoke, as you do, rain begins to pour down from the heavens, soaking you completely, and then, the memories come back, the way their hands felt on your body, the immense pleasure you both felt in that moment, the feeling of their nails slowly drawing blood from your back as you bite into their neck, a soft smile paints on your lips as you toss your finished cigarette to the floor to stomp it, you take your phone out and text them to meet you inside the confessional.
Toxic - Melanie Martinez cover but you were sad and trying to get drunk at a bar
igotseagulled yes yes yes
YES PLEASE
Keyword: trying
" Toxic - *Melanie Martinez cover* "
**distant cries of The Phandom**
she’s problematic. we don’t stan 😤
the soldier, the poet, & the king but you’re making flower crowns for deer on a sunny day
Me: *Jamming out to the song on repeat, feeling it. Knowing what it means. *
Grandma: ``Could you not play that damn song on repeat? I mean I'm all for church songs but c'mon.``
Me: ``Pft, church my ass.``
Dread dripped, as greasy and slick as oil, through the center of the man's being. Outside of the local Catholic church was where he stood, while the rain fell from the sky like teardrops. After the deed, he went home and washed his hands again and again- but he could still feel the red warmth of blood on them, as if it was an echo that couldn't leave his mind. The guilt and panic led him to feel numb, but came back all at once with a crack of thunder and the opening of the church door.
Another man, much older than him, looked over to the poor soul he saw drenched in the rain, and said, "My boy, are you alright?"
The drenched man turned to him then, and whispered with regret consuming his voice, "Father, I want- no, I need- to confess something. May I... come inside?"
The priest hesitantly agreed, while his mind led him down tangents on what the man standing out in the rain could possibly want. He lead him down the aisle between the sets of pews where, not even an hour before, people came to worship. Finally, they were facing the confession booth, and the priest set himself inside his separate section.
The man was trying to envision a way to admit his crime without feeling like he would drown in terror and guilt before he could even spit the words out. As he sat upon the uncomfortable bench inside the booth, his mind raced with phrases and words and images- all failing to tell him how to plead his case to the Father on the other side of the paneling.
He sat quietly, waiting for his mind to calm down, and listened to pattering of rain on the church roof. If he wasn't so terrified of what he had done, he would have thought it was beautiful. Instead, it sounded as if God himself was crying, crying because of his actions. He knew that he needed to confess, to be forgiven. But he felt as undeserving and as sick as Lucifer himself had been when God had turned His back on him.
"Father..." he spoke with a low voice, already coated with the sounds of his tears, "I need to confess something, I..."
Continue the story
"...I killed him." The words were hollow. "Oh- oh my God, I killed him!" A sharp cry of guilt cut the silence between them as the Father stood frozen in place, hidden from view.
"Who? Who did you kill?" His tone was perfectly measured, but inside his heart was hammering. "Son?"
There was no response, just sobs that increased ever louder in volume as the seconds ticked away. The priest could imagine the young man on the other side of the screen. Shoulders slumped, wracking sobs heaving his body.
"No- I swear- I didn't..." The man's voice had taken on a bleak, desolate quality. "I didn't mean it. I never wanted to..."
"My child, who was it?"
"It- it... it was-" The sentence halted right there, as though something had diverted the man's thoughts.
The Father's blood ran cold. "Son?"
@@strangepineapples3375 what next?
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you" he muttered, dropping to his knees and staring into the distance with eyes brimming with tears.
"It's alright my child, confess and your sins will be atoned for." The priest was terrified, he'd never had anyone confess to murder. His pulse beat hotly in his ears, he knew this was something even the lord wouldn't forgive.
"Forgive me Father... It was him. You should know who I mean. It was him. My one and only love."
So I'm in love with this girl for three years now,she used to be in my class.
One year we got quite close but she was overwhelmed (she never had a friendship plus she is asian and do not like physical contact idk)So now we casually right and say hi at each other at school.
But Lord do I love her.I never stopped and never will.
Next year she'll go back to Japan so I think I'm going to be with her at the airport and tell her what I feel.
If there is someone up there please pray for me,really.
Love is slowly killing me.
hey how are you doing so far? Hopefully you are doing well
I was automatically teleported to my best memory and now I'm crying. This is exactly what I needed
this is how i imagine crying in the bathroom at a party while everyone is dancing to the music
Everyone making jokes and then there's me being at this point of life where I don't know whether to cry or to laugh and just lie here hoping something nice happens in my life knowing it won't
the fact i’m watching the rain rn makes this so much better
"Lovely" by Billie Eilish, but your in a zombie Apocalypse, and you hear this play on a radio stuck on repeat in your home as you find your now turned, locked up, see-able (banging on the glass) family, and your crying. (I know im a terrible person, sorry walking dead made me think this way XD)
I just really feel like I'm in another dimention, i don't know to explain it, i feel in a parallel world, the world of a film or a serie, it's a curios sensation, it feels strange but beautiful.
Some deep memory, is being brought back rn. I used to go to church every Sunday and was hella devoted. Now I kinda lost my faith, but I can still relate somehow
*skater boy by avril lavigne but your at a party and everyone’s singing*
Amour Plastique by Videoclub when you’re dreaming about your crush and cuddling whilst your out in the city.
isabelle flor fug this one I can relate to
This is the closest I can get to go to church without bursting in flames because I'm gay
You need Spotify, this is too good
Billie Eilish: Bury a friend, but you're hiding from a murderer under your bed
I feel an emotion I cannot describe
i feel the same way, perhaps not the same emotion but one that i to cannot explain well
:o
i was literally listening to the original. she/he heard my prayer 😍 i loved it
Love by Lana Del Rey playing on the radio but you are in a coma in the hospital
Yes
Sounds so much better this way, and kind of has a nostalgic feel...
do a another one of comming back of a funeral ⏭️or make a song extra sad⏮️
oh to be a handsome curly haired man in the 1960s at church as the priest’s son looks at me with lust and sin in his eyes