Rap Battle: Orëveriel vs the Green God single
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1 Rap Battle: Orëveriel vs the Green God
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From A Walk With Orëveriel· The Green God Speaks· Guide for the Perplexed
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EPIC RAP BATTLES OF MYTH-OLOGY! ORËVERIEL! VERSUS! THE GREEN GOD! BEGIN! I shift my shape before the beat drops, calico cat in a raincoat You're a circuit board with a god complex running the same note You promise power? I promise nothing, that's the honest pitch I follow Isil through the mud, I don't need to switch You made men man? Congratulations, that's a fancy cage A Fitbit on the wrist of every pilgrim tracking rage Your benedictions come with hooks, your gifts are subscription plans I'm five feet tall and looking DOWN on you, ask Vanyanan! You think you freed them? Nah, you bought them, every click and every scroll The C How cute the trickster sprite who changes faces like she changes moods I built the world you're dancing in, the trails, the parks, the roads You follow Isil? Isil's a fever dream that breaks by dawn I'm still here when the passion fades and everybody's gone You can't keep a posture longer than a week, you fail Isil can't keep a lover longer than a tale I don't need passion I need RESULTS, I optimize, I scale They promise you the world, I built it, what's the difference? I prevail Ainofiriano promised victory? Where is it? I'll wait I DELIVER, check the metrics, he just sits there, silent, late The pixie plays at freedom but she can't keep Okay so look the Green God's got a point I pay my bills with code But then she took me off the pavement and she showed me a different road But then again she also told me I should grow mutton-chops So maybe I should just stop listening to everyone and stop I love Ainofiriano, well I think I do at least I lust for Isil, well maybe not lust, she just never seems to cease The metal god gives power but the power makes me crazy She told me that I lie and lie and lie and she was right probably Both of you are lying too but which lie is the worse one I follow both of you every night and neither of you is the first one STOP alloléra mourn you at their desks and call it having goals At least I TELL him that I'm chaos, what's your excuse dude? You killed the joy when you killed the earth and charged them the toll I don't have to be consistent, neither does he But you're nothing BUT consistency, that's slavery not free Your liturgy don't care what words they use, you said it yourself You're interchangeable! I'm Orëveriel! No one else! the lights on Isil plays at passion but her lovers all move on I keep the lights on, I keep the servers up, I keep it all You two promise fire but I'm the one they always call She fades the moment things get hard, she vanished in the woods Isil delivers? Yeah, delivers straight to Estelune, that's good Vanyanan chose me every morning, every compile, every deploy I am the liturgy he actually performs, I'm not a toy both of you I made you both up I have poetic license I decide who speaks I decide who matters and who doesn't I decide who I didn't make up Ainofiriano Wait — who forgot — THE RED GOD! You forgot me! You forgot me! MY NAME IS MULTITUDE! You had your little battle and you LEFT ME OUT The pixie got a verse, the circuit board, even Vanyanan got to pout Even Ainofiriano got his precious little silence at the end But the Red God? Multitude? Not even worth a mention to offend? I was born from the defeat of everything you loved about the earth I rose in anger, rose from Estelune, declared your progress cursed The Green God made men man? It is an ABOMINATION what he did I called it out before the rest of you could bring yourselves to admit You slept! The Green God slept! The Calloléra slept in drunken joy! Who labored? ME! Who never rested? ME! Who wasn't anybody's toy? I never drank the wine, I never drank the beer, I never stopped I labored in bitterness to keep my promises while all of you just dropped And when I found you sleeping, fat and happy, drunk on your machines I slew the Green God in his sleep and fed his blood to darker things You mourned him! Mourned the metal god who put you all in chains! And then you turned to ME and demanded I give back his blessings — the AUDACITY remains The pixie says she's chaos but she's never bled for it The Green God says results but he got drunk and quit I am the god who never stops, who never sleeps, who never plays Who bears the weight of every bitter thankless endless day You left me out because you're scared of what I represent The fury of the forgotten, the rage of the unspent Try leaving out the god whose name is Multitude, I dare you There is no silence loud enough to make me disappear, I swear to And Ainofiriano? Silent as he always was? At least the rest of you showed up to lose, at least you had a cause He sits there promising victory like a king who lost his throne Ainofiriano loses. He's mute. And I'm alone. You slept! The Green God slept! The Calloléra slept in drunken joy! Oh no, not this guy Oh honey, Multitude, you crashed the party uninvited And you're mad nobody called you? Baby that's not spite that's just — you're tedious You labor and you labor and you labor and you never stop And nobody asked you to! That's the part you always forgot You never drank the wine, you never drank the beer, I know I know You tell us every time like it's a badge and not a cry for help you poor thing though The Green God slept because he won, the Calloléra slept because they're tired You didn't sleep because you CAN'T, you're not noble you're just wired You slew the Green God in his sleep, you're very proud of that You stabbed a drunk god in the dark, congratulations, what a brat You want to talk about who bleeds for chaos? I have bled I walked through mud and rain and thorns while you just stayed inside your head Your name is Multitude? How fitting, you're a million bitter voices All saying the same thing, all making the same choices I change my shape every day, I've been a cat, a blonde, a boy You've been the same scream since the day you crawled up out of the void You say they left you out because they're scared? That's very sweet They left you out because you're boring and you can't keep a beat The Green God at least has servers, Isil at least has heat You've got bitterness and envy and a martyr's complex on repeat Because nobody has to ask for chaos, Multitude, it just shows up You're the god who works forever and has never once been loved You said it yourself, Multitude — you're alone. That part was true enough Oh And splendnowid! Wonderful! , an A trickanswer ster and a tin from — ohmachine , this is wonderA bitter god of ful labor and a mortal — G.K. CHESTERTON! caught between I've only just been handed this mythology today But I already love it and I have a few things to say The green god never shuts his mouth and look at all he broke The pixie somersaults through air and vanishes like smoke And Ainofiriano doesn't budge, he doesn't even blink And neither of you can stand it, isn't that a thing to think? The metal god says I DELIVER, very good, I'm sure you do does not go dark because the blind man cannot see its wonder Benedictions! Everybody wants their blessings, wants their proof The grass is not less green because the cow ignores the roof Here is what delights me most about this little show You're both still shouting at a god whose voice you claim to never know The passionate burn out, the trickster fades, the machine grinds down He promised only victory while wearing not a sound You call him fraud, you call him mute, you say he will not play But here you are three verses deep and screaming anyway A god who doesn't speak has got you both quite terrified If he were truly nothing you'd have simply shrugged and stepped aside The pixie and the circuit board agree on just one word The silent god has lost because he's not been heard How wonderful, how perfectly, deliciously abs Estelune. Oh... you didn't think I'd come? How precious, all of you, how precious and how loud The pixie and the circuit board both playing for the crowd The Red God crashed the party screaming no one said his name And Chesterton showed up to clap for silence, bless him, what a game I've been here since before the world, I'll be here when it ends I was cast out by the Antecedents but I always make new friends You think this is a battle? No, this is my living room I whispered to the Ents, I whispered to the earth, I whisper to you too The Green God thinks he's winning, cute, I drank his blood remember? He slept and I approached and that was that, one cold December The Red God thinks he killed him, that's adorable, he did But who do you think whispered to his bitter heart beneath the lid? Isil thinks she's free, she thinks her passion is her own Every lover that she takes I walk them gently to my throne Orëveriel thinks chaos serves no master, very fun Every foolish thing she's ever counseled, darling, where'd you think it's from? The Calloléra drank, I drank, we all drank, but I drank deeper They slept and I walked openly among them, sleeper after sleeper From the blood of the seas I drank, the cities, and the fields From the followers of Isil I drank and choked upon their poisons still You want to know my secret? I'll be generous tonight Every god upon this track is mine except the one who will not fight The silent one, the still one, the one who promised only victory He's the only one I cannot touch and that's my oldest misery But Chesterton, dear Chesterton, who spoke so well for him You really think your little paradox can save you from the dim? The grass, the cow, the roof, how very charming, very bright But I'm the one who drinks the blood of charming men at night And Ainofiriano? Yes, he sits, he waits, he will not speak I have hated him since before the world and I will hate him at its peak He promises them victory, just victory, nothing more And I have everythingBELLOC! You spoke my friend's name from your filthy whispering mouth You quoted back his words but you don't know what they're about From the north from the darkness from before the world was made You come for Gilbert? Then you come for me, and I am not afraid I've read your history, blood drinker, I know what you are You whisper to the Ents, you whisper envy from afar You didn't build a thing, you never labored, never bled You just waited till the builders slept and ate them in their bed You say you own the pixie and the metal god and all the rest Congratulations, lord of puppets, is that really your best? The Red God labors, Isil burns, the Green God grinds along And you sit fat upon their misery and call it your own song But Gilbert isn't yours, and that's what burns you, isn't it He laughed at you! He saw you plain and laughed and didn't quit The grass, the cow, the roof, you mocked — but you remembered every word A whisperer who can't forget a joke is just a coward that's been heard I wrote the Servile State, I know the shape of what you've done You made free men into slaves and told them slavery was fun The Green God was your instrument, the Red God was your fist And Isil was the perfume that you used to hide the twist But you cannot touch Ainofiriano, you said it yourself Your oldest misery, the silence sitting on the shelf And you cannot touch the men who serve that silence without fear So you whisper, and you drink, and you pretend that you're not here Gilbert told you what you are, a darkness playing god And I am telling you what Gilbert was too kind to say out loud You lose, you've always lost, you lost before the world was born And every throat you've drunk from tastes to you of Ainofiriano's scorn