Zakk Wylde - Peddlers Of Death Lyrics

Lyrics Peddlers Of Death - Zakk Wylde



Come, Take My Hand
Let Us Walk For A While
Your burden of pain
Replaced with a smile
Never So Far, Only So Close
As you melt in your false cradle below
For The Peddlers Of Death
Always Come Calling One More Time
Bearing promises of feeling fine
For The Peddlers Of Death
Always Come Calling One More Time
Bearing promises of feeling fine
So called friends
Are running loose
Draining you whole
Til you're of no use
Letting go of things you need most
Son,
Early Wish
Early grave
Early ghost
For The Peddlers Of Death
Always Come Calling One More Time
Bearing promises of feeling fine
For The Peddlers Of Death
Always Come Calling One More Time
Bearing promises of feeling fine
For The Peddlers Of Death
Always Come Calling One More Time
Bearing promises of feeling fine
For The Peddlers Of Death
Always Come Calling One More Time
Bearing promises of feeling fine



Writer(s): Zack Wylde


Zakk Wylde - Book of Shadows
Album Book of Shadows
date of release
01-01-2009




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