A dark drone and a slow drum pulse open the recording together.

A single deep voice enters, close and dry, chanting just above the drone.

A second voice settles beneath the lead, soft harmony half-buried in the drone.

The choir arrives over heavier drums. The chant is a mass now, with real weight under it.

It thins fast here: the choir and the heavy drums give way to the single voice and a light beat.

The chant returns quietly and gathers as it goes, voices and drums stacking back in.

Phrase after phrase rides the same turning drum cycle, and the mass neither builds nor breaks. It holds.

The opening verse comes back one last time, the lone voice's melody now carried by the whole choir.

The drums drop out beneath the last phrase, and the drone thins to silence under it.