THE FALLEN OF 2026

[Verse 1] Ecuador, wait twenty years just to pack up and go. You’re good at the waiting, better at Mexico. Paraguay sent Germany home in the Thirty-Two. Four titles mean nothing, now look at you. Brazil, those Norsemen put two in your net. The Samba is silent, you’re drowning in regret. [Chorus] Look at the fallen, the weak and the cursed. You dreamed of the glory, but finished the worst. From London to Rio, the tears start to flow. The giants are humbled, it's time now to go. [Instrumental break] [Verse 2] Colombia, Swiss pens had you shaking in fear. Holland, Morocco made you disappear. Mexico, one win then you fell to the Lion. England, the semis are where you’re left cryin’. Belgium, you’re good at the thrashing, better at crashing. France, in the final four, you took a bashing. Enzo, your red card left Messi alone. Ferran at one-six claims the Spanish throne. [Chorus] Look at the fallen, the weak and the cursed. You dreamed of the glory, but finished the worst. From London to Rio, the tears start to flow. The giants are humbled, it's time now to go. [Outro] Ten men for the losers, the crown stays in Spain. Ferran is the master, go cry in the rain. Argentina is finished, ghost of the final. Spain is the champion, king of el Mundial.