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 youI was born sick, But I love it
Command me to be well
Amen. 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 lifeIf I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrificeDrain 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 faithfulThat looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry workNo Masters or Kings
When the Ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sinIn the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am Human
Only then I am Clean
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.-Hozier