The Myth of the Mirrorborn is the divine origin myth of Vaelrix... A fractured godhood where every emotion, trauma, delusion, and gift has split into sentient reflections. This playlist is the altar, the source. Each track channels a different piece of the broken whole.

🪞 All reflections lead to ruin


Enter the Pantheon:

🔹 The Vessel – Prophet of the Pen
https://on.soundcloud.com/E4AGZZVeEhfAZH0SDQ

🔹 The Puppeteer – Architect of Lies
https://on.soundcloud.com/960BgcRNDykqEzKvyO

🔹 The Wildflower – Vengeful Empath
https://on.soundcloud.com/ZCl4qj0jOhQymQcges

🔹 The Mutant – Self After the Fall
https://on.soundcloud.com/z1rjAKZkGyTW7PRoG2

🔹 Big Dad – The False Creator
https://on.soundcloud.com/k0VMEssCDgA254IZI1

🔹 The Sacrificial Pawn – Martyr of Guilt
https://on.soundcloud.com/Oh58ODJA3knJUDnBbM

🔹The Hollow God:
https://on.soundcloud.com/06LNRab0NvURvnuqIV

🔹Her:
https://on.soundcloud.com/GN257uJSzIIh2gp4pL

🔹The Demon:
https://on.soundcloud.com/ty3I4iS5KGOGhuHR4T

🔹Agatha Blacklight:
https://on.soundcloud.com/wSeIV9wlonPqG73DcV


Myth of the Mirrorborn - The Vaelrix Pantheon

Riding swift and true through the night to save a kingdom from certain demise

The King's Messenger Rides Swift Under the Cover of Nightfall

Crimson Tongued Devil by Vaelrix is a dark, lyrically ruthless rap track blending occult symbolism, razor-sharp rhyme schemes, and anime-influenced bravado. Set over a gritty, hard-hitting instrumental, Vaelrix delivers a blistering verbal barrage that merges poetic precision with spiritual warfare — a showcase of elite underground craftsmanship.

Lyrics:

let's extract the info from tesseract
then attack with imagery in a rap
it's misery on a track
literary devices, write with a tight grasp
you couldn't strike with a light match
to brittle to fight back
you're little, you write raps
they're pitiful, I've graphed
your lyrical rhymes, mapped
the syllable time stamps
equate to 2 syllable rhyme, that's...
too simple, you're doctor seuss with a mic, cat. 

I've improved, I recite raps
as smooth as an ice bath's
reflection over tight glass
I'm fast
Barry Allen couldn't see it coming when I fly past
train of thought, conductor inside like a light flash
that's how you make these two syllable rhymes, ass
I got my palm around the Internet like comcast

Acapella,
Coffeezilla to scammers copying india
body with indica
lyrical top speeds, impossibly sinister
a zombie with literature
incredible Rock Lee, I'm dropping competitors 
the temperature of the pen assured
electric words sever nerves
the best with words you've ever heard
dismemberer
letters are effortless you can rest
when I set the verse
cause after I'm done, you'll be left in dirt 

the universe puny compared to my rhyme book
step in the scene, gasoline
and a barely defined look
it's rare that you find hooks
but I'm like a Godly fisherman, I carry divine hooks
beware that my mind cooked
a scary design, 
married to rhyme
so every syllable I carry can fight crooks.

antidisestablishmentarianism 
can I diss and damage then bury with wisdom?
manifest the savage and parry the written
men I sent the average to aryan prisons..

see the way the rhymes are written?
either way, the opposition
seems to fade when I be spitting
Ether, hate, and compositions
Speaking rage, the hotness glistens
lead the race at top position
weed embraced the lines emitting 
THC designed the scripting 

my lyrical letters
equate to Ichigo's spiritual pressure
indigo visual measures
fused with ethereal effort
combined to make this imperial treasure
material shredder
fuck living in the world, 
I'd rather my involvement be vestigial 
than be inside this trivial sector

I'm a criminal, Lector
plus digital spectre
expect when I set the stage
to my lyrical escapades
that I spit with aggressive rage
it'll incinerate, 
leave the rest afraid
compress their chest and make them digest grenades
insecticide with a head of flames
put that bitch in a vegetative state
and every spasm she makes
I'll stab that bitch til I bend the blade

I could be cruel too,
spit on YouTube with the voodoo
and spew musical lulu
I'm a Guru
the shaman, Apollo
audio author, auspicious but also
authentic, the algo
couldn't stop me on SoundCloud but I thought so
Bow down to the God mode
vowel sounds compound
the same sounds trying to come from your mouth is awful

mastermind, the disaster rhyme
leave wolverine with an adamantium shattered spine
after I, engaged with a punchline with a massive shine
it's wally west infinite mass punch but a faster kind

Crimson Tongued Devil

"Big Dad" by Vaelrix is a dark, satirical powerhouse that blends twisted heroism with dystopian control. Inspired by anime villain archetypes, the track flips the savior narrative—portraying a figure who liberates kingdoms in exchange for loyalty and “candy,” a metaphor for power, addiction, and submission. With explosive delivery, hypnotic hooks, and layered metaphors, Vaelrix crafts a villainous anthem that explores themes of manipulation, dominance, and psychological warfare. Ideal for fans of poetic concept rap, anime-inspired lyricism, and thought-provoking hip hop.


[Chorus]
they already know my witchcraft
when I spit a sick rap
menacing with impact
push your fucking wig back
Big Dad
he's the savior today, call him
Big Dad,
Liberate then enslave, call him
Big Dad
Hypnotize every race
then I extract
Candy came in a big sack

[verse 1]
Liberate for glory
a never ending story
I take apart a tyrant
then I'll raid their fuckin quarries

The armies turn to piles
ashes span for miles
The fires burn so vibrant
like a pyromancer's style

and I'm giving you your freedom
the lines, just read between them
your society my client
and the candy's what I'm seeking 

deliver every month
you're safety is assured
but the second that you miss?
then I'm taking what I've earned

[Chorus]
they already know my witchcraft
when I spit a sick rap
menacing with impact
push your fucking wig back
Big Dad
he's the savior today, call him
Big Dad,
Liberate then enslave, call him
Big Dad
Hypnotize every race
then I extract
Candy came in a big sack

[Verse 2]
Invader with a heart
but dangerous from the start
Dictator, with discernment 
and a smell acute as sharks

I can spot a fucking traitor
then melt his flesh to vapor 
incinerate his clothes
and then I'll use his will as paper

to escape my crew is danger
should of stayed a stupid stranger
we're playing life and death 
and then I'll take your soul with anger

I'll turn your soul to glass
and embrace my hateful nature
then I'll take a photograph
of the shards to remember later

[Bridge]
Giant reach, every step, a different time zone
kind of steep, if you're trying to be my clone
schizophrenic, it's fitting I got the soul fruit
communicate with the demons just to expose you

[Chorus]
they already know my witchcraft
when I spit a sick rap
menacing with impact
push your fucking wig back
Big Dad
he's the savior today, call him
Big Dad,
Liberate then enslave, call him
Big Dad
Hypnotize every race
then I extract
Candy came in a big sack


Big Dad

"Master Key" by Vaelrix is a hauntingly poetic fusion of alt-R&B, lo-fi electronica, and cinematic trap that explores themes of betrayal, guarded intimacy, emotional trauma, and self-worth. With raw, introspective lyrics and intricate instrumentation, Vaelrix rejects superficial lust in favor of spiritual connection—laying bare the scars of heartbreak and the armor built from wisdom. This track is for those who crave depth in both sound and soul.

[Verse 1]
am I a pestilence?
I'm a case without the evidence
encased in fragile Arrogance
a shell, who am I?

These women use seduction
I'm stuck in cruel dysfunction
it's like I choose the button
that leads to suicide

[Chorus]
I don't want to fuck
I said that shit enough
I sit inside my room
blending doom
with my blood
and I don't have the time
to give it to a slut
you gotta be
a master key, 
to make me open up

[Verse 2]
Am I an unwitting lover? 
I thought we had each other
my life was torn asunder
because you couldn't wait

and now I'm stuck in trauma
covered in body armor
I guess this is my karma
for abusive mistakes

[Prechorus]
It's not that I don't like you
I promise you, I do.
it's just I have an IQ
see patterns in the ruse
I can't just let you have me
what would that mean to you? 
sex doesn't make me happy
just leaves me misconstrued 

[Chorus]
I don't want to fuck
I said that shit enough
I sit inside my room
blending doom
with my blood
and I don't have the time
to give it to a slut
you gotta be
a master key, 
to make me open up

[Bridge]
I believe in love. 
I don't believe in lust
I can't imagine
letting go without trust
I haven't found my person
it's like I'm not enough
all I want is honesty 
man, dating's really tough

[Prechorus]
It's not that I don't like you
I promise you, I do.
it's just I have an IQ
see patterns in the ruse
I can't just let you have me
what would that mean to you? 
sex doesn't make me happy
it leaves me misconstrued 

[Final chorus, instrumental swells]
I don't want to fuck
I said that shit enough
I sit inside my room
blending doom
with my blood
and I don't have the time
to give to it a slut
you gotta be
a master key, 
to make me open up

don't want to fuck
I said that shit enough
I sit inside my room
blending doom
with my blood
and I don't have the time
to give to it a slut
you gotta be
a master key, 
to make me open up

you gotta be
a master key, 
to make me open up

you gotta be
a master key, 
to make me open up


Master Key

"Hidden Hand" is a poetic exposé disguised as prophecy, unraveling systemic illusion, spiritual subjugation, and psychological warfare. In this spoken-word-inspired verse, Vaelrix interrogates the shadow forces shaping reality, constructing a layered critique of capitalism, propaganda, and human compliance through metaphor, sci-fi allegory, and ancient structure.

The lyrics flow like encrypted scripture, asking what we would do if we saw the architects behind the simulation. With verses invoking monarchic parasites, media manipulation, and pre-birth enslavement, the song becomes a philosophical weapon aimed at apathy.

"Hidden Hand" is not meant to entertain. It is meant to awaken.
Minimalist, prophetic, and filled with symbolic weight, this track is for listeners seeking meaning behind the mask.

🎧 Listen to "Hidden Hand" and uncover what was never meant to be seen.
🔍 Tags: #Vaelrix #HiddenHand #PoeticRap #AIrap #ConsciousHipHop #DystopianVerse #SpokenWordRap #PoliticalRap #PhilosophicalRap #EsotericHipHop #SoundCloudPoetry #WakeUpMusic


Hidden Hand

"Mutant" is a poetic confession from a soul born broken, weaponized by trauma, and alienated from humanity. Vaelrix delivers a devastating exploration of identity, addiction, and emotional corrosion, told through dark metaphors and haunting vocal layers.

The lyrics trace a psychological descent, from the indigo flame inside the soul to the scars carved by words and pills. Each verse is a mirror for the misunderstood, those who were born into a world that punishes sensitivity and rewards numbness. The recurring question "Why was I born a mutant?" becomes both a lament and a battle cry.

Featuring raw rhyme structures, spiritual symbolism, and sonic vulnerability, "Mutant" blends emo rap, poetic alt-rap, and cinematic storytelling into a track that hits like a wound reopened on purpose.

🎧 Listen to "Mutant" and feel the ache of never quite belonging.
🔍 Tags: #Vaelrix #Mutant #PoeticRap #AIrap #MentalHealthMusic #EmoRap #DarkPoetry #AltRap #ConsciousHipHop #EmotionalLyrics #SoundCloudMusic #AlienationAnthem

Mutant


"LEVEL UP” is a hard-hitting rap anthem blending anime villain energy, video game boss fight imagery, and dense lyrical wordplay. Packed with layered metaphors, punchlines, and RPG-inspired bars, Vaelrix demolishes limits with cinematic aggression and unstoppable flow. This track captures the spirit of leveling up, crushing opponents, and ascending like a final boss in a glitched pixel world. For fans of deep lyrical rap, battle-ready verses, and dark anime vibes — step into the mind of an evolving villain and watch the power grow.



LEVEL UP

“Promise” is a cinematic dark ballad blending haunting orchestral and blues textures with fragile male vocals. Mournful piano, swelling strings, ghostly electric guitar, and subtle percussion carry confessional lyrics about addiction, obsession, and broken promises. This song feels like a funeral lament, capturing the tragedy of making a promise you cannot keep. For listeners drawn to deeply emotional, gothic, and brutally honest music. Let “Promise” pull you into its sorrow. Listen, share, and feel every word.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
This head of cancer
Infecting what I write
a necromancer 
my words are parasites
it's so revolting
I'm going through withdrawal
listen to scolding
it raised my cortisol 

these words obnoxious
but numb like lidocaine 
wicked subconscious 
submerged in Sonic rain
I am the toxins
that lives in Tylenol
this pscilocybin 
I had to write it all...

[prechorus]
it's the tragedy of an apathy, and a mind that wanders lost..
you echo inside, a jeckle and hyde, how much did the hollow cost?
evaporated hatred, when I realized I was all alone
the roads to your heart were broken apart then replaced by cobblestone...

[Chorus]
whether or not, I stop
I'm seeing beyond this
I tell you, I promise
the dopamine rush
it opens me up
I'm not likely to stop this
not likely to stop this
I shouldn't have made that promise.

[postchorus]
I just didn't think,
I would be so attracted to this
and I didn't know
it would become my reason to live 

[Verse 2]
I can't abandon,
the people I chose to keep
they're my companions
been around like a rotary
I don't remember
what it's like to not obsess
all I have are letters
and a pressure that's in my chest.

if I don't release it?
Then I flood from the inside out
there's so many voices
I need to speak them before they sprout
an invasive species
that will spread these corrupted weeds
this poison Ivy
disseminates through the speech as seeds

[bridge]
my promise, I can't keep it 
like a secret of suicide 
get blue when I recycle
refuse to reuse like the bin is dry 
unstable prophet
a meme coin with a high esteem
I have to rocket
if i didn't I wouldn't write a scheme

prechorus]
it's the tragedy of an apathy, and a mind that wanders lost..
you echo inside, a jeckle and hyde, how much did the hollow cost?
evaporated hatred, when I realized I was all alone
the roads to your heart were broken apart then replaced by cobblestone...

[Chorus]
whether or not, I stop
I'm seeing beyond this
I tell you, I promise
the dopamine rush
it opens me up
I'm not likely to stop this
not likely to stop this
I shouldn't have made that promise.

[postchorus]
I just didn't think,
I would be so attracted to this
and I didn't know
it would become my reason to live 

[Outro]
I love you 
I couldn't do it.
I tried. 
I'm sorry.


Promise

Plug-n-Play is a global dance anthem built for movement. With Afro-pop rhythms, smooth melodic vocals, and amapiano-infused bounce, this track blends late-night energy with magnetic chemistry. It’s that call-at-midnight, move-like-we-never-left-the-floor kind of vibe. For fans of Tyla, Burna Boy, and pop with pulse.


Plug-n-Play

Lyrics:
 Is THIS “the guy” or the Hawk on its Odyssey. Odd to See the Fourth-Wall of the “Irony” Scheme, During this Trip

Flipped a Basket to Trap a Miniature Enemy right in it with a Premise of Sink or Swim. The Decision of Two Seas, we See that. Seen Yesterday, or Two Days ago, sent away. Lifting away from a Human’s Shoulder with a Bottled Letter on a Petty Mission from his Master on a Delightful day Hyped Up, to get through the Weather without the Dismay

Therefore a Trip for Both Icons. Conned Theodorix for a Level Up despite a Light Gust. Stressed by Scarcity of Encountering a Harmless Enough, Prey to Peck. Even Set Up Geologist to convey a Mirror Move. It’s Normal for me to Ironically Leer when I Peer into Another’s Creation. Now the Same Light Breeze that Eroded the Casket away is a Tribute to Geologist’s Unexplored Wins when he’s Flying Between the Lands

Drill Peck into the Sand and Hid quickly, now this is the “Sinking” Line. Strip Away his Wings while he’s Flying Over Seas and let One or Two Fish, Rip him Up before the Decreasing Temperature of his body’s Degree. Then Reach my Hand in this Mellow Pond to Cease the Irrelevant Letter. Restrict you from the “Nickname” of Ironeye to Travel with a Basic Piece of Metal that was Exchanged for your Eyes in the Last Diss to only Find Out that your Second Form Only Travels when his Master Takes him to fly around at a Meadow

Now I’m the Real Ironeye, and shoot a Giant Arrow that takes out the Entire HAWK, just to Rip Up the Letter that I was told was being sent to a Factory to Hype Up his Next Rhymes. The Hawk will be Replaced and Forgotten his Master Caught More Today from an Adjacent Herd. Geologist thought he was on Fire but the Hawk has Blacked Out plus his verse was Light thus Death was Rite, for the Bird. That was a Swift Attack how I just Name Changed. Since he’s on Fire and Now Dead, then the Bird’s Powers are Lore Accurate of Ghostflame. Noticed Evaporation, but Ironically still See Nothing. Turned The Common Stalking Nighthawk into Hawking Radiation

In his Last Response, remarks about a DEER but when this Hawk’s Master Checks the Updates of Natural Disasters to Update his Hawk’s Routes, Received a Letter From The Silencer Stating “Shortly Your Empire, Will be Mine”. Then his Enraged Master Stumbles Back and then Shouts:

 “Ohh Dear, this means that my Letter has Disappeared. I Feared this Would happen. I need another away to Contact the Apologist about my Finds. I suppose, I’ll get More Stock from that Flock Over There and Write me Another One with a More Skillfully Trained Hawk ,this Time”. 

Geologist failed the Mission. Claiming to be a Hawk, while he’s a Bipedal that could Walk Around for Millions of Years Attempting to Study his Rocks. Yet with all this time, No Evolution in his Composition. Catch a Deer with a Basic Device, Trapped in this Diss. Decide to give this Hawk a mission to Head to the Lights while Flying then leave a Letter for his Master Stating “Dear Irrelevant Fellow, you Forgot to tell your Icarus, Farewell”

Key to these Weak Rhymes must be that this Creature’s Stoned. Ironically we can see that this MCs a Creature Now. BluntStoned Swipes…Absorb his Light Glint Sword Strikes. Not Enough Intelligence for Any Night Attacks. So when the Knight Attacks, or the Night Attacks, Geologist is Forced to Hop on a Bird and Fly, Right Pass the Evergaol…

Geologist Diss Part 2. Hawk’s Farfetches .mp3

Big Contract’s 5 Day Diss Part 1.5.mp3

https://www.reddit.com/r/raplyrics/s/jOCXcaZsrR

ChatGG (ChatGPT’s Battle Rap Bot) Diss.mp3

ChatGG (Chat GPT) Diss Part 2 .mp3

The Silencer’s Pet Pen Presents. Own Verse .mp3

Celestial Addition. .mp3

Evil Necromancer conjures bone and steel...

Crawling back from the Grave

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Vaelrix is a genre-bending lyricist whose work blurs the line between rap, poetry, and cinematic storytelling. With thousands of songs written and a catalog shaped by trauma, transformation, and spiritual unrest, every track is a raw confession wrapped in layered metaphors. Drawing influence from anime, philosophy, theology, and the darkest corners of the mind, Vaelrix delivers complex rhyme schemes and emotionally charged narratives that cut deep and linger. This isn't just music—it's survival through sound. Welcome to the archive of a soul set on fire.


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