Once I called you brother

Once I thought the chance

to make you laugh

Was all I ever wanted...

And even now I wish that God

had chose another

Serving as your foe on his behalf

Is the last thing that I wanted...

This was my home

All this pain and devastation

How it tortures me inside

All the innocent who suffer

From your stubbornness and pride...

You who I called brother

Why must you call down another blow?

Let my people go!

Thus saith the Lord

Rameses

You who I called brother

How could you have come to hate me so?

Is this what you wanted?

Then let my heart be hardened

And never mind how

high the cost may grow

This will still be so:

I will never let your people go...

Moses

Thus saith the Lord:

Rameses

I will not...

Moses Rameses

Let your (my) people go!