Clap
Clap for the death in our streets,
The hate that's buried incredibly deep,
The feeble hands that clap for the devil,
The demons scream with glee,
So clap for them, I have no strength left to scream,
We are to follow, so sick of this now, I'm so scared though,
The thought of being left behind,
But I venture on,
Clap your hands for the hopelessness thats been induced through the pain,
Satan, you've done a good job,
The pain is great,
But the salv(ation) is free,
I have come into this world as a child,
And I once clapped with glee at your tricks of death,
Encore, encore says the crowd,
We are to Follow, But I'm so scared,
The tv dies even more each day,
The faithless in the faithful have been beaten...
Waiting for the sun to come back out,
I don't clap to clap,
I'm not clapping for you anymore,
I clap for Him,
As I came up I was the product of your followers of your own deception,
And I'm so sick of it now,
The ones I know, I hope they are too,
But soon we won't have to endure you any longer,
Your feeble attempts at our destruction,
It is pointless now, but if you must, you may, if only to get your eyes off the others...
I know now that the easiest way to get them is in the beginning... when they were gotten...
So I clap for you once again as you scream in pain in your hell-sized pool of death....
The hate that's buried incredibly deep,
The feeble hands that clap for the devil,
The demons scream with glee,
So clap for them, I have no strength left to scream,
We are to follow, so sick of this now, I'm so scared though,
The thought of being left behind,
But I venture on,
Clap your hands for the hopelessness thats been induced through the pain,
Satan, you've done a good job,
The pain is great,
But the salv(ation) is free,
I have come into this world as a child,
And I once clapped with glee at your tricks of death,
Encore, encore says the crowd,
We are to Follow, But I'm so scared,
The tv dies even more each day,
The faithless in the faithful have been beaten...
Waiting for the sun to come back out,
I don't clap to clap,
I'm not clapping for you anymore,
I clap for Him,
As I came up I was the product of your followers of your own deception,
And I'm so sick of it now,
The ones I know, I hope they are too,
But soon we won't have to endure you any longer,
Your feeble attempts at our destruction,
It is pointless now, but if you must, you may, if only to get your eyes off the others...
I know now that the easiest way to get them is in the beginning... when they were gotten...
So I clap for you once again as you scream in pain in your hell-sized pool of death....