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Effect III: As the Shadows Turn to Dust

by The Budd Dwyer Effect

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Standing atop this bridge, I find myself in a surreal moment Watching the crimson waters flow beneath me It's as though the very veins of the Earth have burst forth Their life force pouring out in a cascade of red The sight is both haunting and mesmerizing A vivid reminder of the world's power and its mysteries As I gaze down, I contemplate the symbolism of these red waters It's a vivid representation of life's ebb and flow Of the cycles of birth, growth, and eventual transformation Its endurance through time In this moment, I feel a connection A bridge where they reflect on wonders of nature The passage of time, there beauty be found Today, I found myself in a world that defied all logic and reason A place I can only describe as a string-thin womb It's difficult to put into words the surreal experience I've had But I feel compelled to document it, if not only to make sense of it all As I enter the spisorum, glimpse of me distorted by the overwhelming crimson hue that envelops everything
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Blissfully blisters, specks of dust on the windshield Miles on miles on miles of shit, where does it end At the end of the earth, apocalypse Take a sharp breath in, exhale bodies burned to ash A thousand memories reduced to electricity Put your ear to my chest, what do you hear Life? Are we truly alive or just breathing It's a struggle to keep ourselves dreaming Life? Are we truly alive or just breathing It's a struggle to keep ourselves dreaming You're an enigma of the Boltzmann-brain's memories We are nothing, the man I am today means nothing The woman I was yesterday meant nothing Deep down they both know how it's gonna end Looking in your eyes, I see that you know too This isn't a race so hold your fucking horses By the neck, beating them well after death A thousand years of pain, anger and suffering let loose Limp wrist pushes fist into face into pavement This is cathartic, tears from the heartache Blood in my eyes, must finish what I started I can't stop smiling why the fuck are you crying The bitch's the one who's dead, yet you whine as if you're- This is cathartic, tears from the heartache Blood in my eyes, must finish what I started I can't stop smiling why the fuck are you crying The bitch's the one who's dead, yet you whine as if you're dying
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To make the Amende honourable Before the main door of the Church of Paris Conveyed in a cart, wearing nothing but a shirt Holding a torch of burning wax weighing two pounds Then to the Place de Grève Where, on a scaffold that will be erected there The flesh will be torn from the breasts, arms, thighs and calves His right hand holding the knife with which he committed said parricide Burnt with Sulphur and on those places where the flesh will be... Torn away, poured molten lead, boiling oil, burning resin Wax and Sulphur melted together Then his body drawn and quartered By four horses and his limbs and body consumed by the fire Reduced to ashes and his ashes thrown to the winds With the oil and the smell of gasoline One match is all it takes to bring him to his knees Consolidating with a whore Strengthening broken bonds before the top rope snaps Your neck breaks from the fall Was it her fault or yours for sticking around At the end The end Last thoughts not of me Implanted, my mind has been stolen Shouldn't you be with family at the last moments of life I am family I am family With the oil, the smell, gasoline One match is all it takes to bring him to his knees Consolidating with a whore Strengthening broken bonds before the top rope snaps Your neck breaks from the fall Was it her fault or yours for sticking a-
4.
Why am I the one who ended up this way Why do bad things happen to the best of us Because good things must happen to the dregs And I'm one of them Every ill of mankind Has been done by man And you're one of them So lay down and die like them And you're one of them Why am I suffering from the illness Just the one that we cannot cure Coughing up some blood, I cannot breathe I cannot think, I cannot eat It's over for me But you still have a chance to You still have a chance to Get cancer and die It's over for me But you still have a chance to You still have a chance to Get cancer and die Die, I'm suffering epiphanies Forcefully pushed inside my mind's eye My mind is flooded with images Images of my own death Cry, I would cry if it mattered now All that matters is the stench my rotten corpse leaves So everyone in the house knows My time has finally come I haven't come up for dinner In days Several days, nobody asked "where" It's over for you But you still have a chance to You still have a chance to Die It's over for me But you still have a chance to You still have a chance to Get cancer and die It's over for me But you still have a chance to You still have a chance to Get cancer and die
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Solemn slut sitting pretty in the line She offers nothing but a waste of time Her ass is fatter than mine Brain with an IQ of a puny 69 Got bored with smoking weed She does not live to breed Leaving you for loyalty Then testing out the waters of homosexuality The moment you break from this phase You will ruin another life And you will taint their special place Every memory with you will be erased You would rather forgive a cheating prick Than put up with my incessant compassion Ironically, you're probably happier than me Smoking dope like you ought to be I'll pick up the garbage you left on my beach I'll pick up the garbage you left on this beach Strangle the creatures who suffered defeat This is my place to defile, my prey Catharsis in waves turning red, wash away I'll pick up the garbage you left on this beach Strangle the creatures who suffered defeat The moment you break from this phase You will ruin another life And you will taint their special place Every memory will be erased The moment you break from this phase You will ruin another life And you will taint their special place Every memory will be erased Find another to expose your redness to Everyone you know has abandoned you The failure you've become, who you are Look into the mirror and ask yourself if you Would stand being near the same air as you Eating in the same fucking house as you Suffering the same life as you
6.
Só coisas boas Desce porra Só coisas boas Desce, desce porra e mata Vamos orar pelos mortos É melhor não dizer Cheire o bordo, cheire o carvalho Queimando carne até engrossar nós sufocamos Formigas estão em cima de mim Ninguém mais pode ver Você já viu Uma família de insetos humanos Ninguém mais pode ver How much longer can I cry for help Until my screams are echoed in blood My voice gives out and my knees buckle As I realise nobody is coming for me I am lost, alone in the middle of an ocean Of stinging nettle and sulfuric acid Weak wood cracks with a terpenoid smell A living dead creature sending me off to hell God's too busy answering the prayers Of the ones who did this to you All hope is lost This is the end for you Oh my god Whose god is this Oh my god How much longer can I cry for help Until my screams are echoed in blood My voice gives out and my knees buckle As I realise nobody's coming for me I am lost, alone in the middle of an ocean Of stinging nettle and sulfuric acid Call it desperation, the feeling's more than that Every time I let it go it keeps coming back Call it desperation, the feeling's more than that Because every time I let it go, the feelings that I lack
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Rolling murder This looks like a perfect place to build our nest Just scoot yourself other there, we'll begin, follow my lead Die, everyone dies someday But not us, because we conquer We overcome together... DIE You are gonna die some day And all of this will be for nothing You are gonna die some day And all of this will be in vain Wasn't that long ago Since the two lovebirds were frolicking in the snow Wasn't that long ago Since the two lovebirds were frolicking in the snow Wasn't that long ago Since the two killed each other Wasn't that long ago since I saw you die I still see you in my dreams I'm sorrier than you Aria Sorrier than you, I promise you I promise you We're burning daylight What are you standing around for Our main priority is to get back on track You distract me, I try not to care But I do When you're around I think Let me touch you Pretty little bird Just a little piece Then he grabbed the little birdy by her neck He fucking wrung it till he heard it pop and crack How many hours does he have till they get back And see their daughter turning blue and black Not much time left, hurry up I saw this coming Eventually everything ends the same Everything ends the same You know I called it from the start, now look at where we are Nevermind you wouldn't look even if you were alive Stupid fucking cunt, wouldn't know what's good for her If it stabbed her thirty times in the chest with a dagger Following around, staring blankly at the ground No emotionality behind the rationale It really isn't personal if you don't feel a thing The life of other people's not a part of your game Such a deluded thing Just like yours truly Are we unruly Maybe you're unworthy Living a lie as the weight on others' backs It was too late to realise her mistake Such is being innocent in this twisted world Her friend doesn't know how much more he can take Talons made to rip through flesh Sharp beak made to grip a neck It would be a waste of time To try and resist the rush of taking a life Pretty little bird Pretty little bird
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Everyone who runs this place deserves to fucking hang Down in Chicago Swang like Chicago (x4) We so rich, three six in the click Real GD know that shit Riding Motown with the glicks in the back M.O. Bundy make the whole town sick Drop a cinderblock on his ass before we kick Mississippi river on the corner real big This what you get for being a punk little snitch Leave him in the dirt with his family, bitch Fight back tears while my diamonds make it rain OG murder dogs, king guwop in the game East St. Louis cop killers know my name 618 nigga I ain't playing, no Down in Chicago Swang like Chicago (x4)

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released December 21, 2023

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