take me to church

My lovers got humour
Shes the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybodys disapproval
I shouldve worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
Shes the last true mouthpiece
Every Sundays getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
'We were born sick'
You heard them say it
Command me to be well
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
Ill worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
Ill 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
Ill worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
Ill 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
Ill worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
Ill tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life