Lyrics:

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