Creeping Death

Metallica - Creeping Death





Metallica are practically my heroes. They pretty much made Metal the genre that it is today. At the same time, the epitomize the evolution of bands not just visually but musically. This was taken at a Monsters Of Rock concert in Moscow some time after the Black Album was released. To me, this song has one of the best lyrics ever written or to be even put to music. It sends not just a superficial message but also a deeper meaning if you read into it.

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 first born 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 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 the land
Killing first-born 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
Lamb's blood, painted doors, 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

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Cliff Burton and Kirk HammettCopyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved