Greeting the Menace
Zack Hemsey Lyrics

Evil on the mind and blood splatter in the air
The singer has violent thoughts and actions are occurring in his vicinity

Lying on the pavement beating in despair
The singer is beaten and in a state of hopelessness

Cruel were the blows as they battered and impaired
The violence inflicted on the singer was ruthless and debilitating

He was shown no sympathy and he wouldn't be spared
The people who witnessed the violence had no pity for the artist and did not intervene

And all the townspeople were gathered and stood there
The community was present and watched the violence unfold

Watched the punishment get delivered with no care
The onlookers had apathy towards the situation

But when he looked around at the faces that all stared
The singer saw his own face in the crowd and became frightened

He saw his own face, that's when he became scared
The artist realized that he was not separate from the violence he witnessed and became frightened

Greet the menace
The artist must confront the violence within himself

He awoke from the clock tower chime
The artist woke up from a dream triggered by external stimuli

Heart thud like a cannon on the line
The singer's heart is pounding rapidly

Vivid echoes of the dream on his mind
The dream is still clear in the artist's mind

This week the 3rd of its kind
This dream has occurred three times before

Now his bottles of meds will conceal
The singer uses medication to deal with his issues

But wounds left open are harder to be healed
Untreated emotional wounds are difficult to overcome

And though some case files are better if left sealed
Some secrets are better left untold

Unless he take them pills insomnia won't yield
The artist cannot sleep without medication

Well no rest for the wicked
The singer is tormented by his past actions or thoughts

Such is the fruit of a life with no limit
This is the result of a life with no boundaries or restrictions

Ghosts of the past always tend to revisit
Memories of past events or experiences often resurface

And rarely will they come bearing gifts of forgiveness
Memories of the past don't offer forgiveness or redemption

And from the streets to the wars, so much violence he made
The artist has been involved in violence in various contexts

As he grew in age he began to follow different ways
As the singer aged, he went through a change in perspectives or behavior

Hounded by the haunted memories from the days that
The artist is plagued by memories of past events

He was detrimental, man he wished that he could change that
The singer cannot undo his past actions or alter the consequences that arose from them

But one can never really leave what's behind
The past will always remain a part of who you are

You can't undo the fate you've designed
You cannot change the predetermined outcomes of your actions

Cover up the tracks and bloodhounds will find
Your past actions will eventually catch up to you

Cuz all debts owed get paid in due time
You will eventually face the consequences of your actions

Gag in his mouth he was strapped to a chair
The singer is forcibly restrained

Hood on his head when lifted a face stared
The singer is confronted with a frightening image

Fading from the world and beaten to despair
The artist is losing consciousness and is in a state of hopelessness

Beyond all hope and clinging to one prayer
The artist is holding onto his faith when all else seems lost

Let him soon pass out from the pain and be spared
The artist hopes for mercy and release from his torment

But the pain kept coming
The singer's suffering continued

Weak from the rivers of blood that kept running
The artist is weakened from loss of blood

And fain from the image uncovered in front of him
The singer fears the image he sees in front of him

He knew it, the angel of death he'd confronted
The singer realizes that he is facing death

Aint no mercy in that self combat
Death is merciless and inevitable

Foot to his chest it tipped his chair back
The artist is knocked over

Cuz this tormentor was eager to give more
The antagonist is motivated to inflict more suffering on the artist

Put a cloth to his face, to follow the water poured
The antagonist is preparing to drown the singer

Then he awoke with a cough and a heave
The singer awakens from his nightmare, gasping for breath

His heart pound like cannons in mid siege
The artist's heart is racing

Vivid echoes of his terrified screams
The artist is haunted by his own screams in his dream

Guess nothing ever just is what it seems
Things are not always as they appear

Then he noticed his clothes were soaked clean
The singer realizes that he is covered in sweat

Sheets on his bed were drenched to extreme
The artist's bed sheets are also wet from sweat

But this time around he knew it was no dream
The singer realizes that he is awake now and not dreaming

From the smell he could tell he was covered in gasoline
The singer smells gasoline on his clothes

And in the corner by the door was a man
There is a figure sitting in the corner of the room

Cloaked in the shadow with a cigarette in hand
The figure is smoking and obscured by shadows

With no words spoken and motive and clear plan
The figure remains silent and their intentions are unclear

Well all's fair and karma's a bitch, law of the land
The consequences of your actions will catch up to you eventually

Till then he had averted but with homicide certain
The singer tried to avoid violence, but is now confronted with it again

And that guilt inside him hurting, he concluded with the verdict
The artist's guilt is weighing heavily on him and he makes a decision

If this is what it takes to serve as my life's penance
The artist is willing to accept the consequences of his actions as punishment

Bring on that inferno, I'm ready to greet the menace
The artist is willing to face the violence within himself and accept the consequences of his past actions