Bullet For My Valentine - Creeping death

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 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 son
I'm creeping death

(Die!)
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, deadly 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 son
I'm creeping death!