Your land was known as a paradise And also for its seasonal wind Older people had warned you, they heard that once a century Winds will gather from everywhere As if they wanted to eradicate life Winds descended like locusts from the skies Never such an event occured in autumn Dark clouds came from the west and the north People prepared for another storm When the sky became overcast all at once People prepared for another storm You were hoping the storm would stop quickly A few trees had fallen All of the buildings around your town were destroyed by ma**ive trees A hail of debris broke windows and roofs Winds never stopped increasing Tornados wreaked havoc on the town Hail storms annihilated everything still upright Two days later, when weather calmed Everything was razed everybody was dead