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Mucho Scrawnts and Pulla Pullas

[epic theatrical introduction] (Verse 1) Across the void of everything and less Where silence hums in cosmic emptiness There lies a land no map has ever planned Of mucho Scrawnts drifting through the sand They shimmer loud but say no thing at all Like echoes bouncing off a padded wall You chase their glow, you swear it must be grand But end up clutching dust in either hand (Pre-Chorus) Ohhh—feel the weight of nothing in your soul Ohhh—let the hollow thunder take control (Chorus) Mucho Scrawnts and Pulla pullas rise! Climbing mountains made of alibis Shout it loud though it means nothing at all a whole lot of nothing! We stand so tall just to endlessly fall! Mucho Scrawnts! Hear the chaos sing! Empty crowns for a formless king It’s epic, vast, a meaningless dream— A roaring void with a silent scream! (Verse 2) The pulla pullas march in proud parade With banners woven out of air and shade They chant in tongues no mind can comprehend A grand beginning with no start or end Their armies clash with glorious intent No cause to fight, no message ever sent Yet legends rise of battles never fought And victories that vanish into naught (Pre-Chorus) Ohhh—let the nonsense flood the sky Ohhh—give it meaning, don’t ask why (Chorus) Mucho Scrawnts and Pulla pullas roar! Knocking on an absent door We sing of things that never were— A blur of myth that won’t concur! Mucho Scrawnts! Raise your empty hands! Rule the void of vacant lands It’s epic, bold, profoundly blank— A symphony of cosmic prank! A whole lot of nothing! (Bridge – Epic Breakdown) Drums of nothing! Beat the air! Trumpets blare—there’s nothing there! Write it down! Then erase the page! Timeless wisdom! Forgotten age! Climb the peak of pointless height! Win the war you didn’t fight! Feel the glory! Feel the might! Of something… that avoids the light! [epic guitar solo] (Final Chorus) Mucho Scrawnts! Forever loud! Leading nowhere, drawing crowds Pulla pullas pave the way— To absolutely no display! Mucho Scrawnts! The end begins! Where loss and victory both are wins It’s epic, vast, a hollow call— A whole lot of nothing… …that feels like it’s all. ooooo oooooooo ahhhh oooo [clap clap] [cinamatic ending]