Tsar

At the day of his coronation

He sank down in deepest dispair

Hundreds of russians were dying

By rapture, the sun and its glare

After several years of waiting

He came, the heir to the throne

Their son was born as a bleeder

His parents so sad and alone

The tsarina felt what was coming

A vision that darkened her soul

The tsar was given a warning

Intrigues so darkened and cold

Destiny called, the empire fell

The two-headed eagle that died

Bullets of hate were erasing their lifes

No prayer and nobody cried

In their darkest hour the "staretz" appeared

He saved Aleksej from death

Rasputins' power, a dissolate life

Sentenced to take his last breath

The world was on war, drowning in flames

Gasbombs, horror and death

The reds brought on revolution

He decided to take his discharge

But they placed him under detention

The red star, its idols should march

The Romanows took up their cross

The desaster was to foresee

On the 16th July 1918

They were slaughtered, a whole dynasty