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

I don't care if time just passes us by.
I can stand the change, but not the cruelty.
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.'"

- "Sympathy for Tomorrow", The Crüxshadows