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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 willbe 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 first born pharaoh son
i'm creeping death


Die by my hand
i creep across the land
killing first born man
die by my hand
i creep across theland
killing first born man
I
rule the midnite 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
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
Make his fight on the hill inthe early day

constant chill deep inside

shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey

on the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?

for a hill men would kill, why? they do not know

suffered wounds test there their pride

men of five, still alive through the raging glow

gone insane from the pain that they surely know

for whom the bell tolls

time marches onfor whom the bell tolls

take a look to the sky just before you die

it is the last time you will

blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky

shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry

stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery

he hears the silence so loud

crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be

now the will see what will be, blinded eyes to seefor whom the bell tolls

time marches on

for whom the bell tolls


Guilty as charged
But damn it, it ain't right
There's someone else controlling me
Death in the air
Strapped in the electric chair
This can't be happening to me
Who made you God to say
"I'll take your life from you!"
Chorus:
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flameWait for the sign
To flick the switch of death
It's the beginning of the end
Sweat, chilling cold
As I watch death unfold
Consciousness my only friend
My fingers grip with fear
What I am doing here?
(Chorus)
Someone help me
Oh please God help me
They're trying to take it all away
I don't want to die (x 2)
Time moving slow
The minutes seem like hours
The final curtain call I see
Howtrue is this?
Just get it over with
If this is true, just let it be
Wakened by the horrid scream
Freed from the frightening dream
Bodies fill the fields I see
Hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now
No one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields
Bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant `til I fall
Chorus:
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shellTwenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, greeting death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Barking of machinegun fire
Does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock thatticks
Get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare
Glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends
(Chorus)
Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here
I was born for dying
Life planned out before my birth
Nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself
Molded day by day
Looking back I realize
Nothing have I done...
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