In The Court Of The Crimson King

[00:28.58] The rusted chains of prison moons

[00:31.49] Are shattered by the sun

[00:35.26] I walk a road, horizons change

[00:38.98] The tournament's begun

[00:42.17] The purple piper plays his tune

[00:45.36] The choir softly sing

[00:49.08] Three lullabies in an ancient tongue

[00:52.26] For the court of the crimson king

[01:23.10] The keeper of the city keys

[01:26.56] Put shutters on the dreams

[01:30.28] I wait outside the pilgrim's door

[01:33.46] With insufficient schemes

[01:36.68] The black queen chants

[01:39.08] The funeral march

[01:40.93] The cracked brass bells will ring

[01:43.86] To summon back the fire witch

[01:47.31] To the court of the crimson king

[03:22.36] The gardener plants an evergreen

[03:23.98] Whilst trampling on a flower

[03:27.70] I chase the wind of a prism ship

[03:31.43] To taste the sweet and sour

[03:34.09] The pattern juggler lifts his hand

[03:37.28] The orchestra begin

[03:41.26] As slowly turns the grinding wheel

[03:44.71] In the court of the crimson king

[04:16.07] On soft gray mornings widows cry

[05:34.97] The wise men share a joke

[05:38.68] I run to grasp divining signs

[05:42.41] To satisfy the hoax

[05:45.32] The yellow jester does not play

[05:49.04] But gentle pulls the strings

[05:52.23] And smiles as the puppets dance

[05:55.95] In the court of the crimson king