[Xenoyr & Tim Charles]
Oh, why?
Oh, why?
Oh, why?
Oh, why the butterfly of man?
The butterfly of man

Oh, why?

Conjuring ordered chaos
Kaleidoscope in motion
Adorned a porcelain mask
O'er the enigma
Pierrot of the garden
Where light parts way
The leper has come home

Oh, why precious beauty?
With eyes that speak tongues
Foresight and memory, maelstrom wormholes
Behind, the vast passion
A wish is made upon a nebula
From the leper's kiss

I, leper
Why, why?
I, leper
Why?