Creeping Death lyrics

SlavesHebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh,

HeedTo his every word, live in fearFaithOf the unknown one, the deliverer,

WaitSomething must be done, four hundred yearsSo let it be written,

So let it be doneI'm sent here by the chosen oneSo let it be written So let it be doneTo kill the first born pharaoh sonI'm creeping death.#2

NowLet my people go, land of goshenGoI will be with thee, bush of fireBloodRunning red and strong, down the NilePlagueDarkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be writtenSo let it be doneI'm sent here by the chosen oneSo let it be writtenSo let it be doneTo kill the first born pharaoh sonI'm creeping death.

Die by my handI creep across the landKilling first born man

Die by my handI creep across the landKilling first born manIRule the midnight air the destroyerBornI shall soon be there, deadly mass

ICreep the steps and flood final darknessBloodLambs blood painted door, I shall passSo let it be written

So let it be doneI'm sent here by the chosen oneSo let it be writtenSo let it be doneTo kill the first born pharaoh sonI'm creeping death