Zakk Wylde - Peddlers Of Death (Acoustic Version) Lyrics

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



Chorus:

For The Peddlers Of Death

Always Come Calling One More Time

Bearing promises of feeling fine



Chorus repeat



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



Chorus repeat 4x