From the Eyes of a Juror

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