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