Black Label Society and Zakk Wylde - Graveyard Disciples

Graveyard disciples march into the fields
Existence through destruction
The bodies beneath the wheels
The trip into the black
Life's dying fall
Born to pull the trigger
Fuel to feed the hate
Innocence is shattered
The blood that cripples the hand of fate
The trip into the black
Life's dying fall
The trip into the black

Written by:
ZAKK WYLDE

Publisher:
Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING

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