Peddlers Of Death (Acoustic Version)(By 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
(Chorus)
For The Peddlers Of Death 
Always Come Calling One More Time 
Bearing promises of feeling fine
(Chorus) 
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