Unbeautiful, but sincere

Verse 1
Unclip my wings and let me soar
To a higher place where no man has been before
What you hear is a storm
But these torrents are where I'll be borne

There is no wind strong enough to free my will
For my world is such a burden to roll on its axis
Let me go, free my soul
Why won't you let me go?

Bridge:
Is it love, is it fear?
An ugly decency stifling what I am to become

Verse 2
Unsettling dust, a shooting star
The envious lust and the chide of God
Every evil is a paralleling good
Yet the one to prevail is most unbeautiful

My name is in that storm
I'm dismayed and come undone
Your innocent love is holding me
...and so controling me

Bridge:
Is it love, is it fear?
An ugly decency stifling what I am to become

Verse 3
I must invade the house of infinity
But ironically your loving me is an iniquity
Must it bare blood, this boldness as I am come?
Truly I love you

I do, I do but you...
It would seem cruel for me to choose
How I yearn that you'll bless me
Send me on my way

Bridge:
Is it love, is it fear?
AN ugly decency stifling what I am to become
The last summoning is coming
And peace will have little to do with me...