(intro) Em C Am B D Em C Cold moon rides in the skies, like a gloomy still life Am B D And from dusty old pages, I read the tales Em C Secret ancient legacies by an artist?s hands come. Am B D For most eyes not to see one can?t deny ?em Am D G C The glimpse of twilight and the immortal dreams by the sea Am D Em What dwells just for now can be eternal Am D G C Am D Em Become witnesses of all unconceivable secrets and symbols of our Mother Nature Am D G C Am D Em Novus Ordo Seclorum comes from ancient papyri and the deepest of the roots grants forever Am D G C Am D Em One split a thin bread in 2 thousand and 40 pieces and those could become Spirits of Time Em C As I turn these old pages, the night is shrouding on Am B D And the chariot of crowned child brings the first light Em C Am B D Then I learn how to teach by the act of shut up, closing doors of my life for human nature ( Em C Am B D )
