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 (Die, die, die)
I creep across the land, killing first-born man
(Die, die, die, die, die)
Die by my hand
(Die, die, die)
I creep across the land, killing first-born man
(Die, die, die, die, die)
I rule the midnight air, the destroyer
Born, I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I creep the steps and floor, final darkness
Blood, lamb's blood-painted door I 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
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