How could the revolutionaries do,
Put an end to the royal family,
If they had to eliminate, they could have expelled?
But to execute in such a way,
My god, forgive, forgive you sinners
They know it not what they sinning against
Man and God!
I ask, had they no mercy in them,
Had their hearts turned into rocks and stones
Or the human voices they could not on their ears,
The voices of pain and grief, human misery and clemency,
I think they were not men, not men,
But mad, madly after power and position!
How, how could they shoot and fire upon
The royal family, held captive
Emperor Nicholas II, Empress Alexandra,
Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia, Alexe,
How could they fire upon and bayonet,
Couldn't the hands shake it in killing the empty-handed,
Is this the message of revolution, transfer of power?
Is this the way the people are murdered,
The whole family is wiped out,
If the king and the queen were guilty,
What did the children do to?
Mark it too much of conspiracy is not good,
Too much of lust for power,
One who has to see sees it all from there.
They got it freedom, the kingdom,
But the history they founded upon,
The foundation of it lay it in blood,
Bloodshed, murder, violence, contempt,
Revenge, wiping out of a family, brutal killing
With which they too could not go with,
The misanthropists, anarchists, atheists,
Rebels, plotters, hatchers of conspiracies.
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