Verse 1: In the thaw of the spring, the stones were cut with care, Limestone softened by the season, energy in the air. T-pillars marked the flow, with carvings on the stone, A circuit carved by nature, electricity was grown. Chorus: Göbekli Tepe, where the seasons meet, Water, stone, and fire in a sacred beat. Circles of power, built by hands so wise, Energy flowing under ancient skies. Verse 2: Salt and natron, crystals in the ground, Aquifers below, where power can be found. With each seasonal shift, the builders knew the way, Harnessing the earth’s forces, night and day. Chorus: Göbekli Tepe, where the seasons meet, Water, stone, and fire in a sacred beat. Circles of power, built by hands so wise, Energy flowing under ancient skies. Verse 3: The zodiac aligned, with pillars standing tall, Marking time and cycles, in the rise and fall. Buried in the rubble, each phase reborn anew, A place of power, where the old meets the true. Chorus: Göbekli Tepe, where the seasons meet, Water, stone, and fire in a sacred beat. Circles of power, built by hands so wise, Energy flowing under ancient skies.
