Bullet for My Valentine - Creeping Death lyrics

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, 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!