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DEVIL WIND IN PARADISE
©Gary Bowman

From the East, the winds came calling,
Blowing like a hurricane
O’er drought-stricken foothills,
Parched land that cried out for rain

There, the town of Paradise
Not knowing of their plight
For they never saw it coming
Twas like a thief in the night

First a spark, and then the fire
Was upon the town
The Wind fanned the wall of flames,
Nothing could slow it down

Devastation and Destruction, There’s a Devil Wind in Paradise
From the ashes, Resurrection, Like the Phoenix, We will A-rise

Don’t you hear the Wind a-calling?
It calls you by your name
And like a furnace, It will blast you
And cast about you deadly flames

Thousands fled Paradise that day,
Through flames and smoke
One way in, and one way out
The roads were traffic-choked

The fire struck with a vengeance,
Nothing could save the town
A scene from Dante’s Inferno
Paradise was burned to the ground

​Devastation and Destruction, There’s a Devil Wind in Paradise
From the ashes, Resurrection, Like the Phoenix, We will A-rise