Peddlers Of Death 歌词

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 For The Peddlers Of Death Always Come Calling One More Time Bearing promises of feeling fine 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 For The Peddlers Of Death Always Come Calling One More Time Bearing promises of feeling fine For The Peddlers Of Death Always Come Calling One More Time Bearing promises of feeling fine For The Peddlers Of Death Always Come Calling One More Time Bearing promises of feeling fine For The Peddlers Of Death Always Come Calling One More Time Bearing promises of feeling fine