Slaves
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Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
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Heed
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To his every word, live in fear
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Faith
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Of the unknown one, the deliverer
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Wait
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Something must be done, four hundred years
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So let it be written, so let it be done
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I'm sent here by the chosen one
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So let it be written, so let it be done
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To kill the first born pharaoh son
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I'm creeping death
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Now
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Let my people go, land of Goshen
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Go
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I will be with thee, bush of fire
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Blood
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Running red and strong down the Nile
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Plague
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Darkness three days long, hail to fire
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So let it be written, so let it be done
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I'm sent here by the chosen one
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So let it be written, so let it be done
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To kill the first-born pharaoh son
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I'm creeping death
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Die by my hand
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I creep across the land
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Killing first-born man
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Die by my hand
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I creep across the land
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Killing first-born man
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I
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Rule the midnight air, the destroyer
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Born
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I shall soon be there, deadly mass
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I
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Creep the steps and floor, final darkness
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Blood
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Lamb's blood painted doors, I shall pass
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So let it be written, so let it be done
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I'm sent here by the chosen one
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So let it be written, so let it be done
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To kill the first-born pharaoh son
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I'm creeping death
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Creeping Death
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