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The Past Of The Future Lyrics
You didn't want to leave
The past alone
That's why he had to come
Like a threat carved in stone
You doubted his existence
Though he was alive
That's why he'll take revenge
With a sharp little knife
Be his victim
Should he call
He's the writing on your wall
The whisper in a room of glass
Just like a dream
That will never pass
You really want to die
In a slimy world of honey
Not willing to change
Anything with all your money?
But the pain will be
The internal quality
And your bones the ashes
Of your fatal vanity
Be his victim
Should he call
He's the writing on your wall
The whisper in a room of glass
Just like a dream
That will never pass
Be his victim
Should he call
He's the writing on your wall
The whisper in a room of glass
Just like a dream
That will never pass
The past alone
That's why he had to come
Like a threat carved in stone
You doubted his existence
Though he was alive
That's why he'll take revenge
With a sharp little knife
Should he call
He's the writing on your wall
The whisper in a room of glass
Just like a dream
That will never pass
In a slimy world of honey
Not willing to change
Anything with all your money?
But the pain will be
The internal quality
And your bones the ashes
Of your fatal vanity
Should he call
He's the writing on your wall
The whisper in a room of glass
Just like a dream
That will never pass
Should he call
He's the writing on your wall
The whisper in a room of glass
Just like a dream
That will never pass
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At its core, "The Past Of The Future" is about the impossibility of outrunning the past. The “he” who “had to come” can be read as a personification of guilt, fate, or a reckoning long deferred. The lyrics suggest that ignoring or denying this presence only ensures its return, sharper and more personal — “with a sharp little knife.” The refrain’s imagery — “writing on your wall” and “whisper in a room of glass” — fuses inevitability with fragility: the message is already inscribed, the environment ready to shatter. The second verse pivots to a critique of complacency and self-indulgence, warning that wealth and comfort cannot insulate one from inner decay. Pain becomes an “internal quality,” vanity turns fatal, and the cycle repeats. The repetition of the refrain underscores the song’s central thesis: The past is not a chapter you close; it’s a loop you live in.
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Track #1 from the album “The Scapegoat’s Agony”
Synopsis: Thrust into the relentless maelstrom of time, the unnamed antihero embarks on his – for the most part – painful and excruciating emotional odyssey.