Creeping Death (Live at Grugahalle, Essen, West Germany - Jan. 25th, 1987) Lyrics

So, you guys think you're pretty loud, huh?
Yeah, right
So, you guys wanna hear some more
You gotta get fuckin' louder, you wanna hear one more (yeah)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah)
Oh, yeah? (Yeah)
"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 firstborn 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 firstborn pharaoh's son
I'm creeping death

Man, you got to sing some back up vocals for us right now
So repeat it after me
Die, die, die, die
Die, I can't hear you

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing firstborn man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing firstborn man

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing firstborn man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing firstborn 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, hey

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 firstborn pharaoh's son
I'm creeping death, yeah-yeah-yeah

Thank you, Essen and goodnight from Metallica
Thank you