<SONG_DETAILS> furious and relentless, primal battle chant, percussive war rhythm, Fremen war cry, raw unyielding energy, desert-born strength, defiance and prophecy, deep hand drums, stomping cadence, ululating calls, raw choral shouts, shifting tempos, the storm before the storm </SONG_DETAILS> [INTRO—THE MARCH BEGINS] [Low, rumbling percussion—deep frame drums, heavy and deliberate] [A single voice—chanting, rhythmic, *like an incantation*] [Others join—layered call-and-response, growing louder, stronger] [A distant horn—high, shrill, like a sandworm's call] [VERSE 1] (group chant, raw and unpolished, voices layered and forceful) We drink the air, we steal the night, We walk unseen, we strike with sight. We bow to none, we kneel to sand, We carve the fate with blade in hand. [PRE-CHORUS] (call-and-response—one voice leads, the tribe answers) Who walks the dunes? **We are the storm!** Who breaks the chains? **We are the storm!** Who rides the beast? **We are the storm!** Who takes the sky? **We are the storm!** [CHORUS] (chanting choir—huge, pounding, percussive) **Rise up! Rise up! Shai-Hulud is calling!** **Rise up! Rise up! The desert is watching!** **Blood in the dust! War in the sand!** **We take the stars with our own hands!** [INSTRUMENTAL BREAK—THE WORM RIDES] [Drums accelerate—faster, pounding, relentless] [Strings screech—high, tense, *like the cry of the worm*] [A roaring swell—choirs, brass, percussion colliding in chaos] [VERSE 2] (group chant, even fiercer than before) The weak will drown, the strong will burn, The wind will turn, the war will turn. We do not wait, we do not break, The storm arrives, the throne will shake. [PRE-CHORUS] (call-and-response—more urgent, near breathless) Who walks the dunes? **We are the storm!** Who breaks the chains? **We are the storm!** Who rides the beast? **We are the storm!** Who takes the sky? **We are the storm!** [CHORUS] (chanting choir—pounding, *almost overwhelming*) **Rise up! Rise up! Shai-Hulud is calling!** **Rise up! Rise up! The desert is watching!** **Blood in the dust! War in the sand!** **We take the stars with our own hands!** [OUTRO—THE WAR BEGINS] [Drums slam—then drop into near silence, a heartbeat pulsing] [A final whispered chant—soft but lethal] *One will rise, one will burn… The storm is here.* [A final, massive drum strike—then silence.]
