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's 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
Let it be fucking done
To kill the first born pharaoh's son
I'm creeping death

Die, die, die
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
Yeah

I, rule the midnight air
The destroyer
Born, I shall soon be there
Killing mass
I, creep the steps and flood
Final darkness
Blood, lambs 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's son
I'm creeping death

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