Creeping Death

Metallica

1. 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
   
R: 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
   
2. Now
   Let my people go, land of Chosen
   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
   
R: So let it be written...
   
*: 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
3. Rule the midnight air, the destroyer
   Born
   I shall soon be there, deadly mass
   I
   Creep the steps and floor, final darkness
   Blood
   Lamb blood painted door, I shall pass
   
R: So let it be written...