Sometimes people forget we live in the same word as the Roman’s, Greeks, medieval times, ancient civilizations, we all breathe the same air, look up at the same stars, and desire the same things. The story of humanity needs to be taught so all those who got us to where we are now are never forgotten for their sacrifice.
On January 21, 1793, after a snowy night, Louis XVI was led to the scaffold through a sad and resigned crowd. He slowly climbed the steps, then at the top, silenced the drums and shouted: "I am dying innocent of all the crimes that are imputed to me. I pray to God that the blood you are about to spill will never fall on France". The knife fell at 10:22 a.m., the king was dead. A few fanatics rejoiced and sprinkled the crowd with his blood. The rest, soldiers and civilians, remained petrified. Paris is then locked in mourning, houses and stores are closed, some families are in tears. The executioner, C.H Sanson, will say himself that in front of the head of the king, "the major part turned away with a deep horror and a painful shudder".
I feel this song fits Napoleon more than King Louis XVI. The beginning, while he sits in exile, he is recollecting how he basically ruled most of Europe, and how he now sleeps alone due to the fact that his wife didn't follow him into exile. How he used to roll the dice by taking huge risks in battle, and how his enemies greatly feared him. The minute he held the key, or rather became Emperor, Britain, Austria, Prussia and all his enemies joined forces, trying to close the walls in upon France. Also, not to mention that a famous painting of Napoleon, where he is on his horse and draped in a red cape, is called "Viva La Vida".
