 Creeping death lyrics ( Metallica )   
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Artist : Metallica
Song : Creeping death
SlavesHebrews born to serve, to the pharaohHeedTo
his every word, live in fearFaithOf the unknown
one, the delivererWaitSomething must be done,
four hundred years
So let it be writtenSo let it be doneI'm sent
here by the chosen oneSo let it be writtenSo let
it be doneTo kill the first born pharaoh sonI'm
creeping death
NowLet my people go, land of goshenGoI will be
with thee, bush of fireBloodRunning red and
strong, down the nilePlagueDarkness three days
long, hail to fire
So let it be writtenSo let it be doneI'm sent
here by the chosen oneSo let it be writtenSo let
it be doneTo kill the first born pharaoh sonI'm
creeping death
Die by my handI creep across the landKilling
first born manDie by my handI creep across the
landKilling first born man
IRule the midnite air the destroyerBornI shall
soon be there, deadly massICreep the steps and
floor final darknessBloodLambs blood painted
door, I shall pass
So let it be writtenSo let it be doneI'm sent
here by the chosen oneSo let it be writtenSo let
it be doneTo kill the first born pharaoh sonI'm
creeping death
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