
Peddlers Of Death Songtext
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 Lettingg o of what you need most Early wish Early grave Early ghost
ZACK WYLDE
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