Take Me To Church - Hozier (aula de violão completa)

Cifra, tab e aula com divisão em capítulos em http://cifraclub.tv/v2592 ______________________________________________________ Equipamentos: Violão Eagle EMA 663 NT http://goo.gl/bKzpah Afinador NS Mini Headstock http://goo.gl/rzm0K Palhetas Planet Waves http://goo.gl/98hcPb Cordas NIG http://www.nigmusic.com.br/strings/ ______________________________________________________ Apoio Violões Eagle http://eagle.com.br Correias Planet Waves http://planetwaves.com.br Cordas NIG: http://nigstrings.com.br Acessórios Planet Waves http://planetwaves.com.br ______________________________________________________ Ficha técnica Instrutor: Leo Eymard Imagens: Lucas Costa Áudio: Noel Fernandes Edição: Vitoria Carolina Davis ______________________________________________________ Take Me To Church (Andrew Hozier-Byrne) 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 is 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 absolutions 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 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 So 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 So 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 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 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 So 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 So you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life