It was midnight and London was silent,
Everybody waiting to see the hell of Hitlers making,
Seachlights piecing the midnight sky looking for bombers.
The barrage balloons raking across the cloudless sky waiting to take down German planes,
London’s people wait for the ear-piercing sound of the air raid siren.
Flames came raining down in their millions lighting up the streets of London for all to see,
Bombs began to fall letting loose treacherous flames onto the city,
Smouldering buildings crash onto the oliberated streets,
Roaring flames race through the devestated city,
Families scurry and scramble looking for a safe place to hide.