Creeping Death

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

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

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

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

Die by my hand

I creep across the land

Killing first-born men

Die by my hand

I creep across the land

Killing first-born men

I rule the midnight air

The destroyer

Born, I shall soon be there

Deadly mass

I creep the steps and floors

Final darkness

Blood, lambs' blood painted door

None shall pass

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