奉納
Chanting only the mantra, accompanied solely by the wooden fish and drum, no chorus, no music, eerie and monotone vocals, From the depths of silence, a voice seeps forth—neither prayer nor curse, Its melody gazes heavenward yet moans low and damp from the earth's core, Like a mantra, like a ritual chant, it is orderly, yet each note is distorted, dissonant, Pure yet defiled, Voices multiply, echoes layer, the boundary between sacred and profane, The prayer is no longer a prayer; human voices are treated like instruments, Just a song that curses, matter-of-factly, emotionless singing, Heart Sutra, baritone male vocals, Mantra, Bongo, Tom-Tom, Okedo-Daiko, Kane, Kotsuzumi, Tsuri-daiko, Taiko, Suzu, A Cappella, Mokugyo, Buddhist Mechanical Singing, dark, Eerie, Chanting only the mantra, accompanied solely by the wooden fish and drum, no chorus, no melody, Bpm70
V5
（畏み…畏み…） 畏み畏み 謹んで御敬い申し上げる 絶えぬ光 日々の糧を 御恵み 御与えくださる御神 我等、 祈り捧げん 畏み畏み 謹んで御敬い申し上げる 夜の暗き道 御照らしくださる月 海原の嵐 御鎮めくださる御神 我等、 祈り捧げん （畏み…畏み…）
