Contextual Analysis of "air raid" in Lyrics

fire up ahead

skies red

gonna nail me a black curtain up good an' tight

i'm gonna pull down my shade an' turn out my light

fuel for hatred

little you

i must buy whatever tinned food is left on the shelves

they've filled up the blood banks and emptied the beds

the sleigh bells are ringin' and the carolers are singin'

it's christmas at ground zero

yes i will still be laughing

the children are playing

start

then comes the sound of the guns sending flak

fading fast in your arms. the soldiers soften

my london bridge in rain again. oh! england