A silence so intense,
The houses doomed
With smoking roofs and shattered tiles,
A burning paradise
And the smoke,
It rises in the sky
Fuming air and holding high
Oh! The silence so intense
Like a corpse, I see the roads
The aroma of a wounded air
Caught in tyres, burning tars
The shaken senses of the air
The sky within, the air without
Choked in silence, clenched and hazed
The dread, the dross, the bleeding wound
Encroached upon a draping scar
Oh! The silence so intense
The vermin black, a sooty smoke
Every pigment, stamping wall
The wall, in bricks around me lay
The hoardings, hanging on
The few remains, the Candy shop
No chocolate bars, no crispy tarts
Just the gas, just the screams and just the burning logs
Oh the silence so intense!
