I see signs forewarning of a storm
And they eye of the hurricane is born
Destroying anything that comes into its path
Look upon the face of its aftermath
To reach the eye of the storm
I must be reborn
To feel the warmth of the womb
I must leave this tomb
Lightnings web spreads all across the sky
Inside my heart a feeling I can't deny
Amongst the wreckage I see my former self
Trapped in a whirlwind I'm reaching out for help
