[Intro | rapid fire tech rap | aggressive delivery | building intensity] Yo, listen up orphans, Mid-Rust is firing, Four empires clash in the void, no retiring, We renamed the maps with street-smart fire, Squid, France, China, Rust — empires now nameless [Verse 1 | fast technical rap cadence | syncopated multis | high syllable density] Enter Squid space, corporate fish swimming deep, State and mega corps stacking profits while we creep, Missiles launching precise, caldari precision elite, But we call it Squid 'cause that fishy vibe can't be beat, Cold vacuum suits, frozen hearts plotting schemes, Tech so advanced it fuels all our wildest dreams, Yet orphans grind harder in the belts they don't own, Squid space plotting takeover, seeds of power sown. [Chorus | Haiku style | powerful group vocals | 5-7-5 structure repeated] Squid France China fade, Rust space rises red and strong, Orphans own the stars. [Verse 2 | fast technical rap cadence | intricate internal rhymes | double time flow] Next up France, green and smelly like old cheese in the core, Federation vibes, democracy knocking at the door, Pleasure hubs popping, libertine stories galore, Gallente drama twisting plots we can't ignore, They preach freedom loud while drones patrol the black, Cultural invasion pushing values on attack, Orphans see through the gloss, the hype, the fake shine, France space smelling rotten underneath the headline. [Chorus | Haiku style | powerful group vocals | 5-7-5 structure repeated] Squid France China fade, Rust space rises red and strong, Mid-Rust legends born. [Verse 3 | fast technical rap cadence | technical precision | rapid multisyllabic] China glows golden, fine china empire so bright, Amarr shining holy with their laser divine light, Slaves in the holds, reclaiming faith day and night, Gold plated hulls reflecting eternal holy fight, Emperor's word echoes across the stars they claim, Righteous fury burning in their imperial flame, But orphans laugh loud at the pomp and the show, China space fragile when the Rust boys steal the flow. [Chorus | Haiku style| powerful group vocals | 5-7-5 structure repeated] Squid France China fade, Rust space rises red and strong, Orphans own the stars. Squid France China break, Rust space charges through the void, Mid-Rust legends born. [Verse 4 | fast technical rap cadence | explosive energy | rhythmic complexity] Best of all Rust space, red like blood on the steel, Minmatar thunder, rusty ships making foes kneel, Tribal warriors breaking chains with raw appeal, Scrap metal fleets faster than the rest can feel, Rusted armor hiding hearts that refuse to yield, Autocannons spitting death on the battlefield, Orphans of Rust claim the throne in New Eden's game, Mid-Rust records dropping fire, forever our name. [Chorus | Haiku style| powerful group vocals | 5-7-5 structure repeated] Squid France China fade, Rust space rises red and strong, Orphans own the stars. Squid France China break, Rust space charges through the void, Mid-Rust legends born. [Bridge | half-time slowdown then build | emotional grit | raw spoken word into rap] Four empires clash... but only one stays true, Rust never rusts when the orphans roll through, Squid slips, France stinks, China cracks under weight, Rust space dominates, sealing every empire's fate. [Outro | fast technical rap cadence | fading echoes | ad-libs] Yeah, Squid space, France, China, hear the Rust call, Mid-Rust orphans rising, empires gonna fall, Fast and technical, this the New Eden brawl, Rust space forever — best of all.
