[ti:]The Court of the Crimson King
[ar:]King Crimson
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[00:29.48]The rusted chains of prison moons
[00:32.83]Are shattered by the sun.
[00:36.76]I walk a road, horizons change
[00:40.82]The tournament's begun.
[00:44.25]The purple piper plays his tune,
[00:47.85]The choir softly sing;
[00:51.68]Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
[00:54.99]For the court of the crimson king.
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[01:25.37]The keeper of the city keys
[01:28.73]Put shutters on the dreams.
[01:32.64]I wait outside the pilgrim's door
[01:36.30]With insufficient schemes.
[01:39.91]The black queen chants
[01:41.74]the funeral march,
[01:43.62]The cracked brass bells will ring;
[01:47.28]To summon back the fire witch
[01:50.64]To the court of the crimson king.
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[03:21.11]The gardener plants an evergreen
[03:24.00]Whilst trampling on a flower.
[03:27.75]I chase the wind of a prism ship
[03:31.57]To taste the sweet and sour.
[03:35.04]The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
[03:38.37]The orchestra begin.
[03:42.11]As slowly turns the grinding wheel
[03:45.32]In the court of the crimson king.
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[05:32.26]On soft gray mornings widows cry
[05:35.77]The wise men share a joke;
[05:39.43]I run to grasp divining signs
[05:42.89]To satisfy the hoax.
[05:46.47]The yellow jester does not play
[05:49.98]But gentle pulls the strings
[05:53.68]And smiles as the puppets dance
[05:57.42]In the court of the crimson king.
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[06:58.32](silence & music)