HAP-P- HOWL O WEEEN*White Sands or Powder*

[WHITE SANDS OR POWDER] [ON THE HUNT — Nordic Ritual Cut] [INTRO — DISTANT LUR HORN / WIND / FOOTSTEPS] [Female whisper — close, dry] White sands… Or powder… I’ve been on the hunt. [One massive frame-drum strike] [Low female breath chant] Hah… ah… Hah… ah… [VERSE 1 — RAW FEMALE LEAD / TAGELHARPA DRONE] I crossed the coast where the salt wind cuts, Followed your shape where the daylight shuts. Prints in the sand disappeared with the tide— Still, something under my skin said, “Ride.” I climbed the ridge where the white storm turns, Cold in my blood, but the old fire burns. No road beneath me, no star above— Only the scent of the thing I love. [PRE-CHORUS — DRUMS APPROACHING] Cheetah to the left— Gray wolf to the right. One knows the hunger. One owns the night. [Female whisper layers] Closer… Closer… [CHORUS — MASSIVE RITUAL IMPACT] I’ve been on the hunt— White sands or powder. Following your breath, Following the thunder. Over every mountain, Across the burning blue— I’ve been on the hunt, And the trail leads back to you. [GROUP CHANT — WOMEN ONLY] Hunt! Hunt! Run it down! Hunt! Hunt! Shake the ground! White sands— Cold powder— I’m coming for you now. [POST-CHORUS — LUR HORNS ANSWER] [Bone flute shriek] [Frame drums: BOOM—BOOM—BOOM] [VERSE 2 — FASTER FOOT-PULSE] The cheetah moves where the hot dunes breathe, Gold-eyed fire with no need to speak. The wolf cuts through where the north wind cries, Moon in her teeth and the storm in her eyes. They do not follow. They know the way. They hear what darkness is trying to say. Skin against earth. Breath against bone. Every road says you are not alone. [PRE-CHORUS 2 — WAR STICKS / CHAINS] Cheetah takes the daylight. Wolf commands the snow. I stand between their kingdoms— And tell them where to go. [CHORUS — BIGGER / DOUBLE FRAME DRUMS] I’ve been on the hunt— White sands or powder. Following your breath, Following the thunder. Over every mountain, Across the burning blue— I’ve been on the hunt, And the trail leads back to you. [INSTRUMENTAL RITUAL RUN] [Two lur horns call across the stage] [Tagelharpa and jouhikko scrape in opposing rhythms] [Bone flutes shriek above pounding hide drums] [Stones strike together] [Metal chains drag once—then stop] [BREAKDOWN — CANDY ALONE / HEARTBEAT DRUM] [Female whisper] No map. No mercy. No turning around. [One war stick strikes the floor] I followed the silence Till silence made sound. [Creature dancers enter low behind her] White heat behind me. Black ice ahead. I hunted the living. I outran the dead. [BUILD — FEMALE VOICES ENTER ONE BY ONE] I crossed the water. I climbed through the storm. I wore every winter Till winter felt warm. [All drums accelerating] You can run through the desert. You can hide in the blue. But wherever the wild goes— I will find you. [ONE BEAT OF COMPLETE SILENCE] [FINAL CHORUS — FULL RITUAL RELEASE] I’VE BEEN ON THE HUNT— WHITE SANDS OR POWDER! Following your breath, Following the thunder! Cheetah in the fire! Gray wolf in the blue! Every road I conquered Led me back to you! I’VE BEEN ON THE HUNT— No chain, no border! I became the wild When I heard the calling! White sands behind me! Cold powder below! You were never where I hunted— You were calling me home. [FINAL CHANT — ALL WOMEN / HARDER EACH TIME] On the hunt! On the hunt! White sands! Cold blood! On the hunt! On the hunt! I found you— [ALL INSTRUMENTS STOP] [Female whisper — completely dry] You were inside me. [FINAL FRAME-DRUM IMPACT]