Intro : (024400) (2x)
The rusted chains of p rison moons
Are (042000)shattered by the s un.
I walk a road, ho rizons change
The tournament's be gun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The (004210)choir softly s ing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimso n ki ng.
Ing..ing ing Ah...ah a h A h...... Ah..ah ah A h...ah ah
The keeper of the city keys
Puts (042000)shutters on the d reams.
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With (042000)insufficient s chemes.
The black queen chants the funeral march,
The (004210)cracked brass bells will r ing;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimso n ki ng.
Ing..ing ing Ah...ah a h A h...... Ah..ah ah A h...ah ah
Instrumental :
Ah.... Ah..ah ah Ah...ah a h A h....A h..ah ah A h...ah ah
The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst (042000)trampling on a f lower.
I chase the wind of a prison ship,
To (042000)taste the sweet and s our.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The (004210)orchestra begi n;
As s lowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimso n ki ng.
Ing..ing ing Ah...ah a h A h...... Ah..ah ah A h...ah ah
Instrumental : (9x)
On soft grey mornings widows cry,
The (042000)wise men share a j oke.
I run to grasp divining signs
To (042000)satisfy the ho ax.
The yellow jester does not play
But g (004210)ently pulls the s trings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimso n ki ng.
Ing..ing ing Ah...ah a h A h...... Ah..ah ah A h...ah ah
Ah............ Ah.....ah ah Ah......ah ah
Finale :
