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  man
Die  by  my  hand
I  creep  across  the  land
Killing  first-born  man
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  doors,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