There was once a town

Filled with life
Were people would work
In the downwards mine.

The children's would play
till the end of the day
and wife would all wait
for their husbands wage.

However one day
In the minds of the day
The hell will be raised
As is well known by today.

The streets will all fall
The air will be hot
Some workers end up dead
And the city in flames.

Now the towns is all grey
There is silence in its wake
The streets all are lone
And the town is all lost.