TAKE ME TO CHURCH
My lover´s got humourShe´s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody´s disaporoval
should´ve worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She is tha 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
I was born sick, but i love it
Command me to be well
Amen, 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
And good God, let me give you my live
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 you knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, let me give you my live.
If i´m a pagan of the good times
My lover´s the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands sacrifice
I´ll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen you knife
Offer me that deathless deathamen
And good God, let me give you my live.
I´ll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, let me give you my live
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 you knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, let me give you my live.
If i´m a pagan of the good times
My lover´s the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands 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
And you can sharpen you knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, le me give you my live.
I´ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I´ll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen you knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, le me give you my live.
Take me to church
I´ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your liesI´ll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen you knife
Offer me that deathless deathamen
And good God, let me give you my live.
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.
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 you knife
Offer me that deathless death
I´ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I´ll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen you knife
Offer me that deathless death
And 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 you knife
Offer me that deathless death
I´ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I´ll tell you my sins
And you can sharpen you knife
Offer me that deathless death
And good God, let me give you my life
Hozier
Os dogmas são poderosas armas utilizadas para submissão. Onde mais se mostram e praticam do que nas igrejas e lugares de culto de qualquer religião?
Prestar obediência cega ou desobedecer com consciência?
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"É, pois, à igreja e aos padres que nós, italianos, devemos esta primeira obrigação de não ter religião nem costumes..." Maquiavel
João Andarilho
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