Creeping death — Metallica | караоке, минус + текст песни

Slaves, Hebrews born to serve. To the Pharaoh. Weep. To his every word. Live in fear. Fight! I'll be the anointed one. The deliverer. Wait! Something must be done. Four hundred years. So let it be written, so let it be done. I was sent here by the chosen one. So let it be written, so let it be done. To kill the firstborn Pharaoh son. I'm bringing death. Now, let my people go. Land of Goshen. Go! I will be with thee. Bushels 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 was sent here by the chosen one. So let it be written, so let it be done. To kill the firstborn Pharaoh son. I'm bringing death. 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 mask. I lit the steps and floor. Final darkness. Death. At my painted door. I shall pass. So let it be written, so let it be done. I was sent here by the chosen one. So let it be written, so let it be done. To kill the firstborn Pharaoh son. I'm bringing death.