Whores

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