Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Shattered by the sun I walk the road, the horizon's changed The tournament's begun The Purple Piper plays his tune The choir softly sings Three lullabies in an ancient tongue For the court of the Crimson King Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah The Keeper of the City Geese Put shutters on the breeze I wait outside the Pilgrim's Door With insufficient schemes The Black Queen chants the funeral march The crack-brass bells will ring To summon back the Fire Witch To the court of the Crimson King Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and the sour The passion juggler lifts his hand The orchestra begins As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh On soft green mornings, widows cry The wise men share a joke I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax The yellow jester does not play But gently pulls the strings He smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the Prince of Kings Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Thank you. Thank you.