Creeping Death (Live)

Fuck yeah, we're ready You ready, my friends? "Creeping Death" Come on, man (Slaves) Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh (Heed) to his every word, live in fear (Faith) of the unknown one, the deliverer (Wait) something must be done, four hundred years, yeah So let it be written, so let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one Sing it, man Ooh, I'm creeping death (Now) let my people go, land of Goshen (Yeah, go) I will be with thee, bush of fire (Blood) running red and strong, down the Nile (Plague) darkness three days long, hail to fire, yeah-yeah So let it be written, so let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one Your turn Yes, I'm creeping death Yeah, you ought to know what now, motherfucker Come on Die by my hand (die, die, die) I creep across the land Killing firstborn man (die, die, motherfuckers) Die by my hand (die, die, die) I creep across the land Killing firstborn man, here we go I rule the midnight air the destroyer Born, I shall soon be there, deadly mass I creep the steps and floor, final darkness (Blood) lambs blood-painted door, I shall pass, motherfucker 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 firstborn pharaoh's son I'm creeping death (yeah, yeah-yeah)