[Chorus]
Who knows? Who sees?
Where did all of this begin?
Who spoke? Who breathed?
Was it nothing? Was it Him?

[Verse 1]
No shape, no sound, no breath, no time,
No sky to break, no stars to climb.
No death, no life, just stillness wide,
A thought unspoken, yet implied.
What stirred first? Who drew the line?
Who called the dark and named it time?

[Chorus]
Who knows? Who sees?
Where did all of this begin?
Who spoke? Who breathed?
Was it nothing? Was it Him?

[Verse 2]
A spark unseen, a fire untamed,
From silence born, yet never named.
Did it rise or was it laid?
Was it choice or just cascade?
What stirred first? Who cast the tide?
Who held the void and stood inside?

[Chorus]
Who knows? Who sees?
Where did all of this begin?
Who spoke? Who breathed?
Was it nothing? Was it Him?

[Bridge]
Maybe thought became the dust,
Maybe time was built on trust.
Maybe the gods were late to rise,
Or maybe they just closed their eyes.

[Chorus]
Who knows? Who sees?
Was it chaos? Was it fate?
Who spoke? Who breathed?
Did it start, or was it always great?

H.I.M. [Here Impossible Mission]

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

Writes original song lyrics and takes custom lyric requests under the artist name La Wi. This platform is also home to the creative collaborations of the Psychonaut Collective (The Psychonauts). Thank you for your support and appreciation.