Creeping Death

[originally by Metallica] Slaves Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh heed To his every word, live in fearfaith Of the unknown one, the deliverer wait Something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Now Let my people go, land of goshen Goi will be with thee, bush of fire blood Running red and strong, down the nil plague Darkness three days long, hail to fire Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I rule the midnight air The destroyer orn I shall soon be there, deadly mass I creep the steps and flood final darkness Bloodlambs blood painted door, I shall pass