King Crimson - EPITAPH live In The Court of the Crimson King Steve Hackett & Greg Lake & Wetton

King Crimson - EPITAPH - live (In The Court of the Crimson King) feat. Steve Hackett & Greg Lake Steve Hackett - The Tokyo Tapes; Steve Hackett, John Wetton, Chester Thompson, Ian Mc Donald, Julian Colbeck The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament’s begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Puts shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim’s door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand; The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel