Creeping Death (Live)

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 yearsSo 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 fireDie 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
 IRule the midnight air the destroyer
 Born
 I shall soon be there, deadly mass
 ICreep the steps and flood final darkness
 Blood
 Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass