“Hasten to Church“ - Medieval/Bardcore Cover of Hozier’s “Take Me To Church“ w/ Beedle the Bardcore

#bardcore #tavernwave #dnd #hozier #takemetochurch #amen #medieval HEAR YE HEAR YE and feast thine ears - the fruits of my labour with @BeedleTheBardcore, a Medieval/Renaissance cover of Hozier’s “Take Me to Church“! Latin counterpoint on the final chorus is from the Gloria movement from William Byrd’s Mass for 4 Voices, which you should totally listen to the whole thing because those harmonies are just *chefs kiss* Here’s the Gloria to get you started: Lyrics and Vocals are mine, any reposts without permission will be reported because that’s just not very nice :) Image is a rendering by Ken Hendrickson of “The Ecstasy of Saint Teresa“, a sculpture by Gian Lorenzo Bernini. Lyrics and translation: my mistress hath whimsy she brings mirth out of misery has all the courts denunciation yet to worship her i hasten if’twere true the heavens didst speak then their prophetess is she ev’ry sabbath seeming more bleak new plagues on us each week we were born to sin, thou hast heard it Mine church offers no indulgence she bids me worship in her chambers the sole heaven t’will admit me were i alone with thee I was born base but twas my fate proclaim me to be pure amen hasten to church i worship like a cur at thy shrine of deceit to confess my sins, may my penance be fleet unto me that sweetest death mon dieu, fealty shall i swear, laudamus te, (we praise you) adoramus te, benedicimus te, (we adore you, we bless you) glorificamus te, credo in te, (we glorify you, I believe in you) quoniam tu solus sanctus (for you alone are holy) amen miserere mei - (amen, have mercy) twere I a heathen in mine own right i, the east and she the sunlight to stay aligned with mine saviour she demands of me favour parch the seven seas a bauble to appease bring us flesh for the main course tis a well bred high horse what lies in yonder stable? lo, a horde of hungered faithful yon looks savory yon looks plenty tis voracious work hasten to church i worship like a cur at thy shrine of deceit to confess my sins, may my penance be fleet unto me that sweetest death mon dieu, fealty shall i swear, laudamus te, (we praise you) adoramus te, benedicimus te, (we adore you, we bless you) glorificamus te, credo in te, (we glorify you, I believe in you) quoniam tu solus sanctus (for you alone are holy) amen miserere mei - (amen, have mercy) no masters, nor kings when the sacrament begins there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin in the madness and mire of that debased scene only then am i mortal only then am i clean hasten to church i worship like a cur at thy shrine of deceit to confess my sins, may my penance be fleet unto me that sweetest death mon dieu, fealty shall i swear, laudamus te, (we praise you) -- Et in terra pax -- (on earth, peace) -- Hominibus bonae voluntatis. -- (and to all those of good will) adoramus te, benedicimus te, (we adore you, we bless you) glorificamus te, credo in te, (we glorify you, I believe in you) quoniam tu solus sanctus (for you alone are holy) amen miserere mei - (amen, have mercy)