Snack Hell

[Ambient Intro] [Ancient winds drift through an impossible edible landscape as distant ghostly voices echo across mountains of sugar-coated honey buns. Soft handpan melodies shimmer while ghost whispers chant in Old Norse. Far away, waterfalls of melted chocolate and triple butter popcorn rumble like thunder.] [Verse 1] I only wanted one little snack today... One honey bun... Maybe two... Now I'm standing at the foot of mountains made entirely of sugar-coated honey buns! There's glazed ones! Chocolate ones! Cream-filled ones! Cookies-and-cream ones! Birthday cake honey buns! WHO BUILT THIS PLACE?! [Pre-Chorus] [Ghost Crew:] "Captain... I think we found paradise..." [War Tigress:] "No... we've found... Snack Hell..." [Chorus] Snack Hell! Snack Hell! Honey buns everywhere! Grab another! Grab another! Nobody really cares! Chocolate rivers! Cookie forests! Butter waterfalls roar! We came for one... We stayed for ten... Now somebody bring me MORE!! [Verse 2] I'm climbing donut mountain... Glazed... Chocolate... Boston cream... Powdered... Apple fritters rolling down the hill!! Brownies... Brookies... Cupcakes... Cheesecake... WHY IS THERE A CROISSANT THE SIZE OF A HOUSE?! [Build] [Ghost Crew (Call & Response)] "Who's hungry?" WE ARE! "Who's thirsty?" WE ARE! "What do you want?" EVERYTHING!! [Drop] POP! Fizz! CRACK! Soda geysers shooting through the sky! Coca-Cola! Cream Soda! Cherry Coke! Vanilla Coke! Root Beer! Orange Soda! Pink Raspberry Lemonade! Bubble Tea! Milkshakes! EVERYBODY OPEN A CAN!! [Verse 3] Now we're swimming through cookie dough ice cream... Mint... Mint chocolate chip... Vanilla bean... Tiger Tail... Cookies and Cream... Chocolate Fudge... Brownie Cookie Dough... Oreo Cookie Dough... Birthday Cake... Bubblegum... I CAN'T FEEL MY FEET!! [Breakdown] Chocolate eggs... Chocolate cream eggs... Caramel eggs... Mint eggs... Vanilla cream... Cookie dough... Marshmallow... Peanut butter... Hazelnut... WHY ARE THEY FALLING FROM THE SKY?! [Heavy Build] Wait... Do you hear that? ... No... That's not thunder... ... THAT'S THE POPCORN MOUNTAIN COLLAPSING!! Triple Butter!! Movie Theater Butter!! White Cheddar!! Caramel!! RUN!! [Melodic Drop] Too late... The avalanche has begun... Honey buns... Donuts... Cookies... Brownies... Chocolate bars... Candy... Popcorn... Sour Cream & Onion Chips... Chocolate Eggs... Ice Cream... Everything... ALL AT ONCE!! [Verse 4] I can't move! I'm buried! Somebody help— ... Actually... Never mind... This honey bun makes a really nice pillow. Pass me another cream soda. [Bridge] [Ghost Crew (laughing)] Captain... We're trapped forever. [War Tigress:] Good. Nobody touch my sugar-coated honey buns. Those are mine. [Old Norse Chant] [Ancient ghostly harmonies with handpan and cinematic ambience] "Snackr hel... Hunangr brauð... Sætr draumr... Aldri enda..." [Final Chorus] Snack Hell! Snack Hell! The sweetest place alive! Chocolate oceans! Cookie mountains! Every snack survives! Honey bun kingdoms! Candy rivers! Butter fills the skies! We'll never leave... We're far too full... And honestly... We're perfectly fine!! [Outro] The ghost crew slowly disappears beneath another enormous avalanche of sugar-coated honey buns, donuts, brownies, chocolate eggs, sour cream and onion chips, triple-butter popcorn, cookies, candy, ice cream, and fizzing cream soda. Soft laughter echoes beneath the mountain as one final voice calls out: "Hey... who's got another honey bun?"