Through a holy storm the clayman builds Making a statue for the corrupt king The hurricane blasts into his home But he continues to build that statue The house is torn into two pieces The Clayman falls to the first floor The storm destroys the house But he continues to build that statue And as the house is torn to pieces The King watches the Clayman die Laughing as he falls down very far But he continues to build that statue Clayman Keep on building Keep on building Clayman Keep on building Keep on building He just won't stop On the ground bleeding he still builds The horrible pain does not matter to him He continues to build that statue Clayman Keep on building Keep on building Clayman Keep on building Keep on building