Standing upon a planet's highest plateau, they rose up
Built by a civilization aware of a moment, in perfection
The throne room stood, holding power of the ages alone
Stones accurately cut and placed tighter than any puzzle
Tombs of the kings, perfect dimension, offer connection
Those entombed can mark the way for us to find home
Have the Gods lived among us, have shared the way?
The peaks lead us, and now follow their beacons
The lights can be seen for centuries of miles
