I do not claim to speak for the song writer, for Hozier.
I do claim to speak for myself.
To me, personally, this is what the lyrics share with me.
They tell me my story.
This is what I hear when I listen to this song.
Watching the video is a whole different story.
Interpretation by Mariah Danu
"Take Me To Church"
"My lover’s got humour
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshiped her sooner”
My lover is different. She does things that others disapprove of, and she knows that they disapprove. I should have found her sooner, I should have loved her sooner. This is about someone I love with all of my heart. She owns my heart, and I worship her completely. This lover is my Goddess, my divine.
"If the heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week”
My lover, if she ever choses to speak out, holds the truth and she speaks from the heavens, as the Goddess and god, the lord and lady. Sunday services are preaching poison, and hate, each week and we need to move past this to move past bleakness.
" ‘We were born sick,’ you heard them say it"
Our choice in our faith makes us different, sick, bad, evil. Every trial, every misconception of the bible, every time in the grocery line where someone sticks their nose in our business and tell me that I am going to hell for what I believe.
"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—”
Though I go to church its nothing but a mask, I hide myself and I turn to my bedroom where my altar is hidden. The heaven is now, when I’m communing with the Goddess. The divine is all around me, and its with me as I find nothing in the church and the sermons, but I find absolute in outside of church, in nature.
"I was born sick,
But I love it
Command me to be well
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.”
This is how I was born, I love being me, and though you can command me to change, I love being who I am. So Be It, Blessed Be.
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 your church, where I am forced to hide behind my mask and worship to lies. The bible is twisted by your hate and when I share my so called sins of belief you sharpen your hate and prosecute me. You shune me. Let me just give you my happiness.
"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”
If I’m a pagan, because I worship the Goddess, its because of the good times. The timesI am happy and truthful. Where I don’t have to hide behind my mask and when the sunlight touches me I know the Goddess is by my side, with me, in me. She demands the sacrifice, of my whole being. I am nothing without my spirituality.
"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”
Greed, taking from the earth. Looking for gold, for oil, because God. Taking all for yourself. What a great high horse church! What do you have that you aren’t sharing? Have you looked to the 3rd world countries where there are starving faithful, of the whole world?
"That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work”
The church takes what they want, and they fill themselves up. Taking so much makes them want more, because don’t you know its hard work!
"No Masters or Kings
When the Ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin”
We are are equal in Goddess rituals, we are all equal to her eyes. When we step into ritual there are no riches, there just is. We call the elements, and they fill all of us equally. There is nothing more sweeter than this ritual, which to Christian’s are sins.
"In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am Human
Only then I am Clean
Amen. Amen. Amen. Amen.”
All around me is greed and madness and at the center of it is the church. When I go past this scene is when I find that I am Human, I am Clean, I am worthy of the Goddess and I don’t have to hide who I am. So Be It, Blessed Be.
This whole song speaks to me on an inner level. This is the story of me in high school, when I wasn’t truthful with my family about my beliefs. I know I personally interpret it, and my interpretation may not be the intention of the band. It still speaks to me on such a level that I feel whole as I sing along, and I know I am making the right choices speaking the truth and tearing away my mask. I’m glad for this message, and I hope that sharing my interpretation speaks to at least one person and that I make you decide to tear that mask away!
Blessed Be, So Be It, Mariah Danu