[00:43]The rusted chains of prison moons [00:46]Are shattered by the sun. [00:50]I walk a road, horizons change [00:54]The tournament's begun [00:58]The purple piper plays his tune [01:01]The choir softly sing [01:05]Three lullabies in an ancient tongue [01:05]For the court of the crimson king [01:38]The keeper of the city keys [01:42]xPut shutters on the dreams [01:45]I wait outside the pilgrim's door [01:49]With insufficient schemes [01:53]The black queen chants [01:55]The funeral march [01:57]The cracked brass bells will ring [02:00]To summon back the fire witch [02:04]To the court of the crimson king [03:33]The gardener plants an evergreen [03:36]whilst trampling on a flower [03:40]I chase the wind of a prism ship [03:43]To taste the sweet and sour [03:47]The pattern juggler lifts his hand [03:51]The orchestra begin. [03:55]As slowly turns the grinding wheel [03:58]In the court of the crimson king [05:31]On soft gray mornings widows cry [05:34]The wise men share a joke [05:38]I run to grasp divining signs [05:42]To satisfy the hoax [05:45]The yellow jester does not play [05:49]But gentle pulls the strings [05:53]And smiles as the puppets dance [05:56]In the court of the crimson king
[00:43]The rusted chains of prison moons [00:46]Are shattered by the sun. [00:50]I walk a road, horizons change [00:54]The tournament's begun [00:58]The purple piper plays his tune [01:01]The choir softly sing [01:05]Three lullabies in an ancient tongue [01:05]For the court of the crimson king [01:38]The keeper of the city keys [01:42]xPut shutters on the dreams [01:45]I wait outside the pilgrim's door [01:49]With insufficient schemes [01:53]The black queen chants [01:55]The funeral march [01:57]The cracked brass bells will ring [02:00]To summon back the fire witch [02:04]To the court of the crimson king [03:33]The gardener plants an evergreen [03:36]whilst trampling on a flower [03:40]I chase the wind of a prism ship [03:43]To taste the sweet and sour [03:47]The pattern juggler lifts his hand [03:51]The orchestra begin. [03:55]As slowly turns the grinding wheel [03:58]In the court of the crimson king [05:31]On soft gray mornings widows cry [05:34]The wise men share a joke [05:38]I run to grasp divining signs [05:42]To satisfy the hoax [05:45]The yellow jester does not play [05:49]But gentle pulls the strings [05:53]And smiles as the puppets dance [05:56]In the court of the crimson king
