Tags:
Other Exercises
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
My lover's got humor
She's the 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 more bleak
A fresh each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The Heaven I'll be sent to
Is I'm alone you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of lies
I'll you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
me that death
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 you my and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that death
Good God, let me you my life
If I'm a pagan of the 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 high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That tasty
looks plenty
This is work
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of 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 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 innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship a dog at the of 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 your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my
She's the 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 more bleak
A fresh each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church no absolutes
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom"
The Heaven I'll be sent to
Is I'm alone you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of lies
I'll you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
me that death
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 you my and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that death
Good God, let me you my life
If I'm a pagan of the 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 high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That tasty
looks plenty
This is work
me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of 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 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 innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen
Take me to church
I'll worship a dog at the of 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 your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
