The Court of the Crimson King including The Return of the Fire Witch and The Dance of the Puppets
King Crimson Lyrics


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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
In the court of the crimson king

On soft grey 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




And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of King Crimson's "The Court of The Crimson King/The Return of The Fire Witch/The Dance of The Puppets" can be interpreted in a few ways. One possible interpretation is that the song paints a picture of a mythical land ruled by the titular Crimson King, where the characters described in the lyrics each have a role to play in the court.


The first verse sets the scene by describing the prison moons being shattered, which could symbolize a new beginning or a shift in power. The reference to the tournament beginning could imply that this is a competitive society, where different parties are vying for power or influence. The purple piper and the choir could be seen as the entertainers of the court, while the lullabies they sing could symbolize the soothing effect the arts have in this world.


In the second verse, the keeper of the city keys puts shutters on the dreams, possibly signifying the oppressive nature of the monarchy in this land. The pilgrim at the door implies there's a religious aspect to this world, while the black queen chanting a funeral march and the cracked brass bells ringing could suggest a darker side to the society. Finally, the fire witch being summoned back to the court could be interpreted as a trial by fire, where only the strongest survive.


The last verse brings all the characters together, describing the widows crying and the wise men sharing a joke. The singer is searching for divining signs, but it's unclear if they're seeking truth or just satisfying their own curiosity. Finally, the yellow jester pulls the strings, implying that the characters in this society are not entirely in control of their own destinies.


Overall, "The Court of The Crimson King/The Return of The Fire Witch/The Dance of The Puppets" is a surreal and enigmatic song that allows for many possible interpretations. The lyrics hint at a complex society ruled by a powerful monarch, where the inhabitants each have their own roles to play.


Line by Line Meaning

The rusted chains of prison moons
The oppressive bonds of imprisonment are finally broken by the liberating power of the sun


I walk a road horizons change
Through the journey of life, perspectives and expectations constantly shift and evolve


The tournament's begun
The competition of life has already commenced, and one must participate to win


The purple piper plays his tune
An enigmatic musician enchants listeners with his otherworldly song


The choir softly sing
A group of angelic voices harmonize in delicate unison


Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
The mystical melodies soothe the restless minds of listeners with their timeless, mysterious language


For the court of the crimson king
The music is a tribute to a powerful figurehead who governs with absolute authority and awe-inspiring spectacle


The keeper of the city keys
An individual with great power and control over access to resources, opportunities, and experiences within a community


Puts shutters on the dreams
This figure intentionally suppresses the aspirations and potential of others, preventing them from realizing their full potential


I wait outside the pilgrim's door
The artist stands on the threshold of a new experience, seeking entry to a sacred or transformative space


With insufficient schemes
Despite having limited resources or planning, the singer seeks to pursue their goals and seize opportunities


The black queen chants the funeral march
A sinister and powerful figure pays tribute to death and destruction through dark rituals and incantations


The cracked brass bells will ring
An ominous signal of impending doom or widespread upheaval


To summon back the fire witch
The queen seeks to revive a powerful and destructive force that has been dormant or subdued, in order to harness its energy for her own ends


The gardener plants an evergreen
One who nurtures life and growth, even in the face of adversity or opposition


Whilst trampling on a flower
Despite caring for some forms of life, this gardener prioritizes certain species or ideals over others, leading to destruction and imbalance


I chase the wind of a prism ship
The artist seeks to pursue a fantastical and elusive challenge, inspired by the shimmering beauty of light and color


To taste the sweet and sour
The pursuit of greatness, beauty, or adventure is accompanied by inevitable highs and lows, pleasure and pain


The pattern juggler lifts his hand
An entertainer or trickster who inspires awe and delight through skilled manipulation of patterns and objects


The orchestra begin
A symphony of instruments and sounds come together in a harmonious display


As slowly turns the grinding wheel
Despite moments of beauty and joy, life often involves tedious and exhausting labor, in which one must persevere and endure


In the court of the crimson king
All of these diverse and seemingly disconnected experiences and characters are united under a common framework of power, control, and spectacle


On soft grey mornings widows cry
Even amidst peaceful and mundane moments, there are those who still suffer from profound grief and loss


The wise men share a joke
Tragic and comical elements coexist in everyday life, and those who possess wisdom understand the delicate balance between the two


I run to grasp divining signs
In times of uncertainty or confusion, the singer searches for clear and definitive answers or direction


To satisfy the hoax
Despite seeking certainty and truth, the singer understands that there are many deceptive or illusory forces at play, and that they may never fully grasp the reality of their situation


The yellow jester does not play
One who occupies a position of power or influence may not always be what they seem, and may use playfulness or humor as a mask to conceal their true nature


But gently pulls the strings
This figure still wields significant influence over others, manipulating events and individuals to achieve their own goals or maintain their own power


And smiles as the puppets dance
Even amidst the most dire or oppressive circumstances, there may still be those who find joy or amusement in the spectacle of life, and who are able to revel in the beauty and tragedy of it all




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Greg Lake, Ian Mcdonald, Michael Rex Giles, Peter John Sinfield, Robert Fripp

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@garciapoirier

Lyrics:

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
Put 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
In the court of the crimson king
On soft gray 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 gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.



@me4taki9oh

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
Put shutters on the dreams
I wait outside the pilgrims' 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
In the court of the Crimson King

On soft gray 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
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the Crimson King



@abdel-rahmansaid6094

Been Scrolling down for a while now still haven’t found the lyrics yet so here you go.

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
Put 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
In the court of the crimson king
On soft gray 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 gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king



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