/v/ the Musical
Let My IP Go
[CHOIR]
Thus saith the Lord
Thus saith the Lord
Thus saith the Lord
Since you refuse to free my IP

Thus saith the Lord
Thus saith the Lord
Thus saith the Lord

All through the
Land of Vidya
I send the pestilence
And plague into your games

Into your devs
Into your streams
Into your heads
Into your banks
Into your finances

Upon your dollars
Upon your shekels
Upon your eyes
So then you feel it

Into your dreams
Into your sleep
Until you break
Until you yield!

I send the swarm
I send the horde
Thus saith the Lord!

[DEVELOPER]
Once I called you publisher
Once I thought the chance to make you cash
Was all I ever wanted

[CHOIR]
I send the thunder from the sky
I send the shitstorm raining down!

[DEVELOPER]
And even now
I wish that God had chose another
Serving as your foe on his behalf
Is the last thing that I wanted

[CHOIR]
I send the fails of sequels on ev'ry game
On ev’ry port

[DEVELOPER]
You were my bro
All this pain and devastation
How it tortures me inside
Innocent IP that suffer
From your shittiness and pride!

[CHOIR]
I send the gruesome winds as threats
The world has never seen
On ev'ry link
On ev'ry site
Until they fund mine with their green

I send my scourge
I send my sword
Thus saith the Lord!

[DEVELOPER]
You who I called brother
Why must you shit on another game?

[CHOIR]
I send my scourge
I send my sword

[DEVELOPER]
Let my IP go

[CHOIR]
Thus saith the Lord!

[DEVELOPER]
Thus saith the Lord!

[PUBLISHER]
You who I called developer
How could you have come to hate me so?
Is this what you wanted?

[CHOIR]
I send the swarm
I send the horde

[PUBLISHER]
And let my ass be hardened
And never mind how high the cost may grow
This will still be so
I will never
Let
Your
IP
Go!

[CHOIR]
Thus saith the Lord!

[DEVELOPER]
Thus saith the Lord

[PUBLISHER]
I will not

[DEVELOPER & PUBLISHER]
Let
Your/My
IP
Go!