CREEPING DEATH

So let it be written, so let it be done Kill the firstborn female son

I'm creeping death

Let my people go, let them go shit, go, I won't be there

Brush your fire, blood, bloody red and strong

Down the Nile, laid on the street they fall

Hell to pay

I'm standing by the chosen one

So let it be written, so let it be done

To kill the first wolf and roast the sun

I'm creeping death

Killing first, oh man

So let it be written, so let it be done, it's an empire of the chosen one

A creeping death