There is a time for forgiveness But that will have to be after I'm gone I've hated all of my days here My nights, they've helped me along The warmth I perceive all around me Is fire from corpses staying high Your idols disgust and confound me You call them heroes And I call them whores You call them heroes And I call them whores I've tasted of loving embraces But love is so easily bought With hooks through my flesh in their races They touched me with gravel and mud The warmth I perceive all around me Is fire from corpses staying high Oh, your idols disgust and [?] me You call them heroes And I call them whores You call them heroes And I call them whores You call them heroes And I call them whores The warmth I perceive all around me Is fire from corpses staying high Your idols disgust and confound me You call them heroes And I call them whores You call them heroes And I call them whores You call them heroes And I-I call them whores