The Ten Plagues Songtext
von Signum Regis

There's always a choice
which way to go
even if you're the King

If you don't let us go,
to worship our God,
you will see major signs

the water shall turn to blood
lice shall rise from the dust
hordes of frogs come out of water
hailstorm shall strike the ground

stretch out your hand
toward the sky
darken all of the earth

let Egyptians see
the weakness of Ra
the folly of their belief

one might wonder
how dour the King must be


how much longer
will it take till we are free?

no cure for plague of boils
no hope when thunder spoils
no escape from the darkness
no point to fight our God

you are the last one
you still can not give in
your obstinent heart
asks for the final plague

no one will be left behind, all firstborns will die
only doors with marks of blood Angel Of Death is passing by

heading for our freedom, pursued by the enemies
as we go across the Red Sea,
Pharaoh shall taste our victory

six hundred chariots,
with warrios on them all
surrounded by clouds
and by water walls

they all ran for their doom, straight to the waters grave
all of them found their tomb, none escaped that rave