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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
*"Lyrics" series
*The prompt is the 1st part from the lyrics of "The Court of the Crimson King" (1969), a song by King Crimson
AI model: AIVision (edited on DDG editor)
*Negative Prompt: none