Zakk Wylde

Zakk Wylde - 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

So called friends running loose

Draining you whole

'Til you're of no use

Letting go of what you need most

Early Wish

Early grave

Early ghost

Get this song at:  amazon.com sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

Comments