Take Me to Church Songtext
von MILCK

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
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

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
Good God, let me give you my life

If I′m a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea, get something shiny
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 deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

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

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
Good God, let me give you my life

Let me give you my life
Let me give you my life