Crüxshadows: Sympathy for tomorrow - I'd like to share the lyrics with you:

I'm not asking for favours
not tonight
I look up in the sky
all the rockets fall down
too many promises
too many lies
too many faces for me to know.

Sometimes I sit among the markers
and contemplate my next life
says something less sympathetic:
"a little more unconditional respect was buried here".

But it never lived
and it never died
it never came from them
it was always inside...

Kiya