Zakk Wylde
Zakk Wylde - Graveyard Disciples lyrics
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Graveyard Disciples March into the fields Existence through destruction The bodies beneath the wheels Ohhhhhh, The trip into the black Ohhhhhh, Life's dying fall. Born to pull the trigger Fueled to feed the hate Innocence is shattered The part that cripples the hand of fate Ohhhhhh, The trip into the black Ohhhhhh, Life's dying fall. Solo Ohhhhhh, The trip into the black All, Life's dying fall.