Zakk Wylde Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Peddlers Of Death Lyrics

Come take my hand 

Let us walk for a while 

Your burden of pain 

Replaced with a smile 

 

For the Peddlers of Death 

Come calling one more time 

Bearing promises of feeling fine 

 

So called friends running loose 

Draining you whole 

'Til you're of no use to me 

Letting go of what you need most 

Early wish 

Early grave 

Early ghost