Сломанный венец

[Verse 1]
We could have taken Berlin, a victory near
Before the world we knew just disappeared
The army massed, prepared to break the line
Then revolution cut the lifeline's twine

[Chorus]
But tell me what the children were guilty of
To take a soldier's bullet in the night?
Their father stepped down for a dream of love
But blind new forces came to steal the light

[Verse 2]
They blame him for a ‘Bloody Sunday’ sky
But he was gone when those cruel orders came
A story twisted by a Bolshevik lie
To feed the fire and sanctify the flame

[Bridge]
He gave away the throne to stop the fight
And only asked to save his family's lives
They marched them to a cellar in the night
How can a nation with that memory thrive?

[Outro]
A thousand years of cathedrals turned to rust
Red snow falls on a future built on dust