My lover's g

        
ot humour
            
  She's the gi

            
ggle at a fune

     
ral
             
  Knows everyb

            
ody's disappro

    
val
            
  I should've 

              
worshipped her

       
 sooner
            
  If the Heave

            
ns ever did sp

    
eak
            
  She is the l

            
ast true mouth

   
 piece
             
  Every Sunday

            
's getting mor

      
e bleak
            
  A fresh pois

        
on each week
             
 "We were born

             
 sick", you he

              
ard them say i

  
t
            
  My church of

            
fers no absolu

  
tes
            
  She tells me

              
 'worship in t

       
he bedroom'
             
  The only hea

            
ven I'll be se

   
nt to
            
  Is when I'm 

          
alone with you
             
  I was born s

   
ick, but I lov

e it

  Command me t

o be well
            
Aaaaaaaaa    a

            
aaaaaaaamen. A

       
aaaaaaamen. Am

        
en


[Chorus]
              
Take me to chu


rch
              
I'll worship l

              
ike a dog at t

              
he shrine of y

     
our lies
              
I'll tell you 

              
my sins and yo

              
u can sharpen 

      
your knife
              
Offer me that 

   
deathless deat

h
            
Good God, let 

              
me give you my

     
 life
              
Take me to chu


rch
              
I'll worship l

              
ike a dog at t

              
he shrine of y

     
our lies
              
I'll tell you 

              
my sins and yo

              
u can sharpen 

      
your knife
              
Offer me that 

   
deathless deat

h
            
Good God, let 

              
me give you my

     
 life

[Verse 2]
            
  If I'm a pag

         
an of the good

 times
            
  My lover's t

    
he sunlight
             
  To keep the 

       
Goddess on my 

side
            
  She demands 

   
a sacrifice

  To drain the

 whole sea

  Get somethin

g shiny

            
  Something me

            
aty for the ma

          
in course
            
  That's a fin

            
e looking high

         
 horse
             
 What you got 

               
in the stable?
            
 We've a lot o

             
f starving fai


thful

 That looks ta

sty

 That looks pl

enty

 This is hungr

y work


[Chorus]
              
Take me to chu


rch
              
I'll worship l

              
ike a dog at t

              
he shrine of y

     
our lies
              
I'll tell you 

              
my sins and yo

              
u can sharpen 

      
your knife
              
Offer me that 

   
deathless deat

h
            
Good God, let 

              
me give you my

     
 life

              
Take me to chu


rch
              
I'll worship l

              
ike a dog at t

              
he shrine of y

     
our lies
              
I'll tell you 

              
my sins and yo

              
u can sharpen 

      
your knife
              
Offer me that 

   
deathless deat

h
            
Good God, let 

              
me give you my

     
 life


[Bridge]
            
No masters or 

              
kings when the

             
 ritual begins
             
There is no sw

             
eeter innocenc

            
e than our gen

      
tle sin
             
In the madness

             
 and soil of t

            
hat sad earthl

   
y scene
             
Only then I am

  
 human

            
Only then I am

                   
 clean
           
   Aaaaaaaaame

        
n. Aaaaaaaamen

          
. Aaaaamen

[Chorus]
              
Take me to chu


rch
              
I'll worship l

              
ike a dog at t

              
he shrine of y

     
our lies
              
I'll tell you 

              
my sins and yo

              
u can sharpen 

      
your knife
              
Offer me that 

   
deathless deat

h
            
Good God, let 

              
me give you my

     
 life
              
Take me to chu


rch
              
I'll worship l

              
ike a dog at t

              
he shrine of y

     
our lies
              
I'll tell you 

              
my sins and yo

              
u can sharpen 

      
your knife
              
Offer me that 

   
deathless deat

h
            
Good God, let 

              
me give you my

        
 life