War birds fly in tight formation,
Across the blackened sky,
A thousand engines roar,
Tremors of the approaching storm,
One man's insanity, revenge and retribution,
Steel birds fat and laden with death,
Their bellies open wide,
Commence to unleash a firey death,
Upon the defenseless target,
A thousand souls screaming in pain,
As incendiary bombs detonate,
The smell of phosphor and petrol mix with the stench of burning flesh,
Firestorms rage across the city even the air seems to be aflame,
The howl of air-raid sirens drowns the screams of pain,
Non combatants pay a bloody toll,
Whole city blocks disappear,
Damnation and a raging inferno,
Destruction is complete. |
