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   For 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 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   So let it be done   To kill the first born Pharaoh son   I'm creeping death      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, rule the midnight air   The destroyer   Born, I shall soon be there   Deadly mass      I, creep the steps and floor   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 son   I'm creeping death