Hozier - Take Me To Church

Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.

In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene

Take me to church

Aaay Amen. Amen. Amen.

That looks plenty

She's the giggle at a funeral

No Masters or Kings when the Ritual begins

That's a fine looking high horse

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

Only then I am Human

Get something shiny

If I'm a pagan of the good times

This is hungry work

Command me to be well

I was born sick, but I love it

Drain the whole sea

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

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

Good God, let me give you my life