Of The Leper Butterflies – Ne Obliviscaris

Oh, why?
Oh, why the butterfly of man?

Oh, why?
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
Conjuring ordered chaos
Kaleidoscope in motion
Adorned a porcelain mask
O’er the enigma
Pierrot of te garden
Where light parts way
The leper has come home

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