Beatallica - While My Guitar d**hly Creeps lyrics

[Verse 1] Slaves, Hebrews born, to the Pharaoh do your heeding While my guitar d**hly creeps With every mistake blood will surely be running Still my guitar d**hly creeps [Verse 2] Let it be written, let it be done Sent here by the chosen one Let it be written, let it be done To k** first born Pharaoh son [Verse 3] I look at the world and I notice the burning Still my guitar d**hly creeps With every mistake blood will surely be running While my guitar d**hly creeps [Verse 4] Die by my hand, creep across the land k**ing the first born man here Die by my hand, creep across the land k**ing the first born man here [Bridge] Die, as you weep Across the floor I sweep k**ing the love there that sleeps [Verse 5] I look at the land, plague and darkness are showing While my guitar d**hly creeps Die by my hand Still my guitar d**hly creeps