Thunder came a rolling in 
the wind was picking up when  [bad word] clock in Killington 
said 3 X 3. 

Fire sirens sent a howl 
to every single dog in town 
The candles lit all around 
a town on its knees. 

Angel of Death 
spread her wings 
she flew over all of them 
in spirals into next morning. 

The tower tolled 1 am 
the Alder house began again 
to shift and swing and sway and break 
under the strain 

Hazel poked her head outside 
though her Daddy said to hide 
She was only 9 and died 
the storm takes one. 

By morning light the air was grey 
many folks had lost their way 
highways in disarray 
Town on its knees. 

Angel of Death 
spread her wings 
she flew over all of them 
in spirals into next morning. 
a town down on its knees 

Holes where all the house were 
all the trees were bent over 
save the weeping willow there 
by the creek. 

The creek had turned from a dream 
into a nightmare surfacing 
Now everyone recovering 
Town on its knees. 

All the rooves were all the floors 
no more windows only doors 
Hear the yelling find the source 
Hide and seek 

Angels of Life 
stretched their arms 
Extract the wounded 
count the bodies and then keep moving on 

town down on its knees