Take Me To Church - Hozier

1.
My lover's got humour, she's the giggle at a funeral.
Knows everybody's disapproval, I should've worshipped her sooner.
If the heavens ever did speak, she is the last true mouth piece.
Every Sunday's getting more bleak, a fresh poison each week.
”We were born sick”, you heard them say it.
2.
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.
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A-a-men,
A-men, a-men.
Ref.
|: 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. :|
3.
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.
4.
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.
Ref.
Brid.
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.
Pre. - Ref.
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