My feelings

Creeping death

Creeping Death

Slaves

Hebrcus born, to the pharaoh

Heed

To this 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

To kill the first both pharaoh and son

I'm creeping death

Now

Let my people go, land of Goshen

Go

I will be with thee, bush of fire

Blood

Running rushing red and strong down the Nite

Plague

Darkness three days long, hail to fore

So let it be written,

So let it be done,

I'm sent here by the chosen one

To kill the first both pharaoh and son

I'm creeping death

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 steps and floor, final darkness

Blood

Lamb's blood painted the doors, I shall pass

So let it be written,

So let it be done,

I'm sent here by the chosen one

To kill the first both pharaoh and son

I'm creeping death