Click your fingers applauding the play

Click your fingers applauding the play
such clear, clear nights and clear days
because lightning never flashes our way
if you click your fingers applauding the play

The fat kings and queens are eating their grapes
blood and blaspheme not upon the door draped
scream out for murder, scream out for hate
if you click your fingers applouding the play

The moon arises the wrath booms not down
the clear skies sometimes the clouds
so inviting, such a friendly sound.

Temples arise and are not braked
columns not shattered by any earthquake
dicease and famine are all their own pray
if you click your fingers applauding the play

The moon arises and the wrath booms nor down
the clear skies sometimes the clouds
so inviting, such a friendly sound