My lover's got humor She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped 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 Command me to be well A-, 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 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 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 That looks tasty That looks plenty 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my 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 Oh, oh, 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 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
“We were born sick, you heard them say it” referring how religious groups will typically refer to homosexuality as a sickness and a plague which can be healed and not a valid sexuality. “Command me to be well” again referring to that ideology that one can be cured of homosexuality. The line also sounds similar to “command me to hell” which is what some religious folks will do towards gay people. (Not sure if this was intentional by Hozier though I thought it made sense) “Offer me that deathless death” On the surface this line is referring to the afterlife of Heaven everyone seeks. The following line expresses “Oh good God let me give you my life” showing the extent at which gay people will go to in order to be “accepted” into heaven, though are ultimately denied in many peoples beliefs. Furthermore, through a deeper analysis “deathless death” is a direct contradiction which infers that the person was never truly alive to begin with. This directly reflects how gay people have had to/have to conform to heterosexual standards in fear of being cast out, discriminated against or hate crimed. This constant state of concealment of oneself cannot truly be identified as living, and therefore they cannot die as they never “lived” in the first place. The chorus repeats “take me to church” as if one needs to go to church and repent for the “sin” of homosexuality. It shows how gay individuals have felt as if their mere existence is a sin and they have to feel sorry for it. There’s more but I feel like these are the major, not so obvious ones.
My lover's got humor She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped 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 Command me to be well A-, 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 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 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 That looks tasty That looks plenty 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my deathless death 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 so you can sharpen your knife Offer me my 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 Oh, oh, 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 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
My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped 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
Command me to be well
A-, 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
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
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
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my 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
Oh, oh, 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
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
You are very good 😩💗
are you have insta ?
''I was born sick, but I love it''
it's funny how different a song can make you feel when the tempo is changed
i know right?
THIS
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@@sophiaxoxo4190 hey
out of curiosity, how does it make you feel when you listen to this version of the song?
“if the heavens ever did speak,she’s the last true mouthpiece”❤
Amo está canción en serio ♾️❤️💣
love this song 🎵❤
"The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you"
So underadet! I love it
2:53 my favourite part 🤍..!!
This song gives me power and it made me sing at my middle school and everyone was crying
love this
Happy Pride!!❤🧡💛💚💙💜🏳️🌈
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I'm late
But thank you
IM CRYING
Same✨✨✨
Please Can somebody tell me the aesthetic of the pic? Its absoluetly beautifull
It looks like it could be dark academia, grunge or vintage. Not for sure but those are my closest guesses
@@macywebster1434 thank you very much :)!
@@motelsinger yw!!
I love it sm
fav song
2:12
His house is a cross my school and my whole school sang this
if thats true its funny because this song is about gay people
Only thing that I feel is pain and emptiness
GAY MEN
0:48
Hell ya😊
take me to snurch
Happy pride month ❤🏳️🌈
wtf
@@ehhsjshehehesj8933 what?
@@ehhsjshehehesj8933 this song is about being gay.
🏳️🌈🤮🤮🤮🤮
@@ray5753i thought the song was about a guy praying
I’m so confused someone please tell me how this is a gay song it doesn’t have any gay references
“We were born sick, you heard them say it” referring how religious groups will typically refer to homosexuality as a sickness and a plague which can be healed and not a valid sexuality.
“Command me to be well” again referring to that ideology that one can be cured of homosexuality. The line also sounds similar to “command me to hell” which is what some religious folks will do towards gay people. (Not sure if this was intentional by Hozier though I thought it made sense)
“Offer me that deathless death” On the surface this line is referring to the afterlife of Heaven everyone seeks. The following line expresses “Oh good God let me give you my life” showing the extent at which gay people will go to in order to be “accepted” into heaven, though are ultimately denied in many peoples beliefs. Furthermore, through a deeper analysis “deathless death” is a direct contradiction which infers that the person was never truly alive to begin with. This directly reflects how gay people have had to/have to conform to heterosexual standards in fear of being cast out, discriminated against or hate crimed. This constant state of concealment of oneself cannot truly be identified as living, and therefore they cannot die as they never “lived” in the first place.
The chorus repeats “take me to church” as if one needs to go to church and repent for the “sin” of homosexuality. It shows how gay individuals have felt as if their mere existence is a sin and they have to feel sorry for it.
There’s more but I feel like these are the major, not so obvious ones.
Just watch the music video.
@@anthonymuscat488 you explained that so well❤️
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My lover's got humor
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshiped 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
Command me to be well
A-, 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
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
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
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
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 so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my 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
Oh, oh, 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
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
0:48
2:12
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0:49