Poisoned Chalice, by Poisoned Chalice

Poisoned Chalice

by Poisoned Chalice

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1.	Death's Right Hand 05:44	lyrics
Verse 1: I am the necromancer Calling on the dead I conjure spells that leech life Fester boil and spread I sweep the land like a scythe That reaps its harvest’s cull ‘Til my granary’s full I call the dead they answer Louder every time I will not free their bonds no Every soul is mine A hooded figure beckons One finger outstretched The other to its lips Prechorus: The book of the dead Has Its writing on the wall Yet none can read What they’ve written off Stumble in the darkness Now the light’s nearly gone Believe me you will Chorus: I am Death’s Right Hand I pull the ranks of dead from the living Stilled by Death’s Right Hand to stir and raise Hell I am Death’s Right Hand Offered up in pledge the gift that keeps giving Caressed by Death’s Right Hand to stir and rise again Verse 2: I am the shadow scrawled across Your wall at night The lurching thoughts inside That cower from the light These inner screams They sound so real And they are – can’t you tell? I am the product of an Overflowing grave Stitched back together those Neglected and unsaved So now forever lie in sweet And sickly rot Level at last in this six-foot plot Pre-chorus: The book of the dead Has its pages bound in flesh Coagulated Peeling at its edge Stumble through the darkness The light’s left at last Be still now be still Chorus Fear me You’re near me Always a short breath away See me in the shadows My breath the night air When your hair stands on end I’m there Chorus
2.	Poisoned Chalice 03:31	lyrics
I wasn’t really looking to Torpedo my whole life But when I saw you there I threw Two desperate deadly dice They never even hit the floor You caught them with a grin The snake eyes rolled concealed by The palm they nestled in It seemed to me that she would be Something that I couldn’t believe Would I finally be freed By what I was about to receive? So many times a pair of nines Can be the winning hand Just you and me, the car, the road No more to understand But even as my fingers Began to count the chips The deck was cut and shuffled And the ante was our bliss (Pre-chorus) I want more Again Forever It’ll never be enough Gonna drown Myself In pleasure Don’t want to live without your love Though the queen makes moves like magic From the perspective of the pawn I knew there’d be a morning When I’d awake to find you gone Yet I took off all my armor and It melted in the heat All you left was a Scorpio earring Underneath the passenger seat (Chorus) So many times a pair of nines Can be the winning hand I’m staring at an empty road And I start to understand There’s a feeling in my fingers Reaching for my missing chips There’s a feeling in my lips as I Recall your parting kiss
3.	Wastin' Away 02:55	lyrics
Verse 1: Scraping by The skin o’ my teeth Man it’s nothing but bad luck Bad means to bad ends New starts recrudesce To onset cycle Of suffering again A new chance a new hope Man, that line sinks like a joke Still, I can’t seem to smile ‘Cause there’s no pain no joy If I could destroy this indifference in my heart I’d be fine, for awhile Chorus: On the edge This urge to jump Wells up inside and take ahold of me It fills the room ‘Till I can’t breathe Though my feet are planted In my mind I know it passes Or so I tell myself that I’m just Wasting the day but really I’m just wasting away Verse 2: Black cat in my path She’ll be dead by the week Haunts me in the night There's no still in my sleep ‘Cause it’s cold, and I’m alone And sinking like a stone Into a sea of horrible dreams And the day is no better Even lighter than a feather I feel the weight too strong I fear the worst I feel it coming And I know it won’t be long Chorus: On the edge this urge to jump’s Been here so long That it’s a part of me I can’t get away And I see That my feet can’t stand it But I think it probably passes So I tell myself I’m just Wasting the day but I know I’m just wasting away Chorus
4.	Sculpted Angels 05:03	lyrics
Dirty snow Rows of holes Carved By a Machine Thaw the ground Dig around That one Makes Fifteen And I’m covered in the dust of sculpted angels As I rush to decorate another grave Chiseling a living Proud to be American Better to get paid than to get saved Buy a car But don’t go far You’ll need that job To make the payment plan Buy a gun More than one They feel So heavy in Your hand Chorus Living’s free But there’s a fee For dying if You want to Do it right You could own A custom stone A tomb to make Your burdens Feel light

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released May 6, 2022

Calvin Adrian: Guitars, Vocals
Ben Richardson: Drums

Menno Verbaten: Bass

All songs written, engineered, and produced by Calvin Adrian & Ben Richardson

Mixed by David Adrounie
Mastered by Joel Grind

Art & Logo Design by Adam Kindred