The Needle Never Ends
Skeleton Key Lyrics


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Watch, the taxedermy man conspire
To pull, pull the poker from the fire
And see, see the sanguine connesuire
When he says "guess", "am I the killer or the cure?"

Because this time, is no time to make amends
When we shine, the needle never ends
From a vial of poison thread and rumours
Hippocrites is dead, and now
All the hedonists agree. They agree in love.
It's the love of alchemy.





Because this time, is no time to make amends
When we shine, the needle never ends

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Skeleton Key's The Needle Never Ends are highly symbolic and open to interpretation. The song opens with the image of a taxidermy man conspiring, which can be seen as a metaphor for the manipulation of appearances and the creation of false facades. The line "pull, pull the poker from the fire" may represent the pulling away of something dangerous or harmful. The sanguine connoisseur, who may be a collector of blood or a lover of all things bloody, asks the question "guess, am I the killer or the cure?" which suggests a sense of duality in his intentions.


The chorus of the song, "Because this time is no time to make amends when we shine, the needle never ends," appears to be a commentary on the relentless pursuit of pleasure and the fear of dying without having fully lived. The needle is often associated with drug use, and the idea that it never ends suggests that there will always be more to chase, more to experience. The final verse introduces the idea of alchemy, the ancient practice of turning base metals into gold. This may be seen as a metaphor for transformation, growth, or the pursuit of the impossible.


Overall, The Needle Never Ends is a complex and thought-provoking song that touches on themes of deception, mortality, pleasure, and transformation.


Line by Line Meaning

Watch, the taxedermy man conspire
Observe as the taxidermist man plots something nefarious


To pull, pull the poker from the fire
To remove the hot poker from the fire with force


And see, see the sanguine connesuire
Notice the enthusiastic expert in his field


When he says "guess", "am I the killer or the cure?"
When he poses the question, "Am I the source of the problem or the solution?"


Because this time, is no time to make amends
There is no opportunity for reconciliation now


When we shine, the needle never ends
When we triumph, our success seems to continue perpetually


From a vial of poison thread and rumours
Derived from a concoction of poisonous stories and hearsay


Hippocrites is dead, and now
The hypocrite is deceased, and at present


All the hedonists agree. They agree in love.
All the pleasure-seekers share a common passion


It's the love of alchemy.
It is the affection for transforming things into gold




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