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Down where this ugly man seeks his
in the blue, midnight flare
A glass hand cuts the water
Scything into his twisted

from his eyes spring fireflies
Breathing life into a disguise
Needles and sins, and needles
gasping for air in the wishing well

Dust to rust, on gashes
Hand around the jar
around the killing jar

A soft of shadows, the size of make-believe
through his spike of rage
A hand cuts through the water
Snuffing out the magic

Then inside bolt lightning cries
crushed the final, muffled sighs
Needles and sins, and needles
gasping for air in the wishing well

Dust to rust, ashes on
Hand around the jar
around the killing jar

Hand the killing jar
Hand around the jar

around the killing jar
Hand the killing jar

The jar