*(Tribal drums open, rhythmic rattles, deep chants in the background)*

**Verse 1:**

*Beneath the skin, a thousand drums resound,*

*A warrior’s cry, a child’s laugh unbound.*

*The sage’s whisper, the fool’s loud jest,*

*How many hearts beat in one chest?*

**Chant Interlude:**

*(Ooh-ya, ooh-ya—eh!)*

*Blood of the ancients, dust of the land,*

*How many souls in one man’s hand? (Eh!)*

**Verse 2:**

*The sinner kneels where the saint once stood,*

*A storm of shadows, a flicker of good.*

*The lover’s promise, the traitor’s lie,*

*How many voices fill one sky?*

**Chorus:**

*Oh, count the faces in the flame!*

*No two breaths ever sound the same.*

*From dust to dust, the spiral spans—*

*How many tribes live in one man? (Eh!)*

**Bridge:**

*(Drums crescendo, communal clapping)*

*The father’s scars, the mother’s tears,*

*Ghosts of a hundred vanished years.*

*The wanderer’s map, the poet’s rhyme—*

*All weave the tapestry of time.*

**Chant Reprise:**

*(Ooh-ya, ooh-ya—eh!)*

*Starfire and clay, where the rivers began,*

*How many worlds in the soul of a man? (Eh!)*

**Outro:**

*(Softening drums, hummed harmonies)*

*One body, a cosmos, a fractured refrain,*

*In the mirror, a chorus remains…*

*“I am no one. I am everyone.”*

*(Final whisper: “We are all One.”)*