Текст песни Take Me To Church - The Lone Wolf
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's
the
last
true
mouthpiece
Every
Sunday's
getting
more
bleak
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
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
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
ruthless
death,
but
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
ruthless
death,
but
good
God
Let
me
give
you
my
life
If
I'm
a
pagan
of
the
good
times
My
lover's
the
sunlight
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
your
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
ruthless
death,
but
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
ruthless
death,
but
good
God
Let
me
give
you
my
life
No
masters
or
kings
when
the
ritual
begins
There
is
no
sweeter
innocence
than
our
gentle
sins
In
the
madness
and
soil
of
that
sad
earthly
scene
Only
then
I
am
human,
only
then
I
am
clean
Oh,
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,
but
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,
but
good
God
Let
me
give
you
my
life
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