Smell like heaven

Fair of the fairest,
as the sunlight in the morning
at the break of a summer day
O' What fairest say?

Angel voice of angels
with a heart piercing delight
of nightingales' memorizing soul-trip
O' What angels say?

And she smells like heaven
and she's sent from heaven
and how on earth a mortal
can reflect the heavens?

Can a heavenly burn a sinner's soul?
can the fairest yearn a sinner's kiss?
can an angel reign in a sinner's dream?

O' what say you morning breeze?
O' what pray you tortured mind?
O' what hope you earthly soul?
O' what whisper you frail heart?

Brave of the bravest
as I sing this song
as the march goes on
at the gates of the rivers of Babylon

O' what thy bravest say?
Shall I burn the temptation walls?
free the merciless demons of need and lust?
O' what heart would say?

Her lips are summer
as she floats like a feather
and her eyes an ocean
of an untold story
She smells like heaven
She tastes like glory.