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 My lover's  humour
  the giggle at a funeral
 Knows everybody's disapproval
 I should've  her sooner
 
 If the heavens ever  speak
 She's the last  mouthpiece
 Every  getting more bleak
 A  poison each week
 
 'We were born sick,' you  them say it
 
 My Church offers  absolutes.
 She tells  'Worship in the bedroom.'
 The only  I'll be sent to
 Is when  alone with you—
 
 I was  sick,
 But  love it
 Command me to be 
 Amen. Amen.  Amen.
 
 [Chorus 2x:]
  me to church
 I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of  lies
  tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
 Offer me that deathless 
 Good God, let  give you my life
 
 If I'm  pagan of the good times
 My  the sunlight
 To keep the Goddess on  side
 She demands  sacrifice
 
 Drain  whole sea
 Get something shiny
 Something  for the main course
 That's a  looking high horse
 What  got in the stable?
  a lot of starving faithful
 
 That looks tasty
 That looks plenty
 This is  work
 
 [Chorus 2x:]
 Take  to church
 I'll worship like a dog  the shrine of your lies
 I'll tell you my sins so you can  your knife
 Offer me my deathless 
 Good God, let me give you  life
 
 No Masters or 
  the Ritual begins
 There is no sweeter innocence than our  sin
 
 In  madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
 Only  I am Human
  then I am Clean
 Amen. Amen. Amen. 
 
 [Chorus 2x:]
  me to church
 I'll worship like a dog at the shrine  your lies
 I'll tell you my sins and you can  your knife
  me that deathless death
 Good God,  me give you my life