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[Verse 1]
If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
I was born sick
But I love it
[Verse 4]
Taking me to church
I'll worship like a dog a the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[Verse 5]
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog a the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
[Verse 6]
I'm a Pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
That looks tastey
That looks plenty
[Verse 9]
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog a the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
[Verse 10]
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog a the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
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