So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh´s son
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm creeping death
Now
Let my people go, land of Chosen
Go, I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong down the Nile
Plague, darkness htree 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´s son
Yeah, I´m Creeping Death!
DIE; DIE ; DIE ; DIE ; DIE ; DIE
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Killing first born man