The Chalice

Stepped up in the crib it was clean as could be Rose gold pillars they were sparkling So cold, shivering like Parkinson's Old soul beckoning in darkness Oh it's Vladimir, said he glad we here Make yourself at home while I grab the beer Gold robe knitted with the cashmere Dis dat figure niggas dad's fear Dis dat figure that the ghouls revere Dis dat figure with the fan fare If I take em out I could stand there If I take em out I could stand there Epiphany is hitting me like glistening tiles the shimmering guile, I was distracted At the back of us was Vlad, just returned with the beers Or so I thought but what he offering ain't commonly shared A scarlet hue, same viscosity as bottled up fears He poured it in the chalice A mixture madness malice and despair Screams throughout the halls of the padded palace Vlad prepared it with confidence Something monstrous outside my knowledge shift My view to my mentor Behind em was a centaur Some lowly ghouls and ghosts with dementia Before they could remember we was making a toast to terror Hand raised to chandelier Bat stained diameter Like Bruce Wayne fucked around and found out Last Scene Grand stage, a bat was there Damned heinous atmosphere Pan frame to Vladimir Chalice held in the air Silence across the room Malice in every stare I guess it's a common view Vlad is making declares The party is starting soon I watched him sit in his chair He's walking to me and you Offering some to share His body was split in two Cacophonous sound of terror While demons dance in the pews He passed it to you I tried to ask what's happening dude You already knew Already sipped no skip in beat Me? I'm skipping beats like rocks A sunny day and the birds out In my crocs Heart bumping like a bounce house Thinking I fucked around, surely I'll be found out But I ain't going down now I down the drink in my place I don't save face I make place and time Mine A change in perspective What I'm sweating was lookin lessened I make an impression But it's getting some mixed expressions Vlad's face contorts to a grimace within a smile Last time the chalice was finished it's been awhile Blood's face was that of a deathly concerned father But you been fronting like you never could be bothered