So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Fuck yeah we're ready
You ready my friends
Creeping death!
Come on man
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 (sing it man)
(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 (it's your turn)
(So let it be written)
(So let it be done)
(To kill the first born pharaoh son)
I'm creeping death
Yeah you ought to know by now motherfucker
Yeah friends. We've got ourselves a long noisy night in front of us.
You might as well start making noise now. You're singing
Die, die, die, die
(die, die, die)
Yeah, that's you man, come on!
(Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die)
Keep it up my friends!
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man (motherfucker)
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, lambs blood painted door, I shall pass (motherfucker)
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
You ready my friends
Creeping death!
Come on man
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 (sing it man)
(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 (it's your turn)
(So let it be written)
(So let it be done)
(To kill the first born pharaoh son)
I'm creeping death
Yeah you ought to know by now motherfucker
Yeah friends. We've got ourselves a long noisy night in front of us.
You might as well start making noise now. You're singing
Die, die, die, die
(die, die, die)
Yeah, that's you man, come on!
(Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die)
Keep it up my friends!
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man (motherfucker)
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, lambs blood painted door, I shall pass (motherfucker)
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
Lyrics submitted by elmoz, edited by RyanWolfeh, Edenbeast
Creeping Death Lyrics as written by James Alan Hetfield Clifford Lee Burton
Lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
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O my God! This song fuckin rocks! When I went to see them this was the song they opened with it was awesome. You all pretty much have the meanings correct and actually it was Cliff that said it was like Creeping Death.