Michael Woodhead

EYE OF HORUS

Written by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1971, 2019

Lost before the mighty Eye of Horus
Stand we, now, before his regal throne
Prostrate so we fall
Stands he ever tall
Standing tall, he knows we are his own

Standing straight, recall the Eye of Horus
Hear the silent music of the spheres
Close we soon our minds
To the sounds he finds
Whither do we find his Eyes and Ears

The mighty Eye of Horus seeks where we might hide
But, still there be no refuge here, we can't abide

Whither do we find the Eye of Horus
Cretan Bull will charge and try to gore
Set us free, we pray
Let us roam today
Lost before the mighty eye on shore

The mighty Eye of Horus seeks where we might hide
But, still there be no refuge here, we can't abide


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