From the Eyes of a Juror Page 73
PART 1 – The Surrender
Hourii, Hourii
As pretty as a girl can be
Smile of pearls, your eyes unfurl
That white flag of surrender
You sacrifice your soul for me
Bear the child, humanity
Blinded by faith, yet too blind to see
That in the end, it’s you that captures me
Hourii, Hourii
It’s you that captures me
Ancient Middle Eastern prose
You stand there in you statue’s pose
Your eyes they call me with a stare
I’ll follow you now, anywhere
I know it’s me you must possess
It’s come down to this fate I guess
Hourii, Hourii
I’ll be the one who loves you