מילים לשיר 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 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.