In Twilight's Embrace - The Atrocity Born of Failure

Stop throwing stones at the product
Of your own neglect
For it is you who created that monster
And now when the innocence is devoured
Your cries are worthless
Throw one stone more to coat your guilt
Short sighted few pointing at the guilty
Revenge is fed, but has no allies
Make whores of few more words
And yourself the judge
Fault will pass nobody by
We do construct this cross
Through the failure of misdeeds
Justice to be bathed in blood
We to face the first stones
No way to escape it, no way to wash our hands clean
A solution never to be found
Set all accusations aside
And see what you have and haven’t done