Lights of Las Vegas
Lone gunman, on the 32nd floor.
Opened fire on the poor souls.
Echoes of gunshots flash above the desert souls fall silent the one-man giant. I question humanity and my beliefs. Where is
God in all of this? I wonder what he thinks now.
Fates are shuffling like a deck of cards, can’t believe what I’m seeing in a man’s hands. Unlit matches stacked up against
shooting off gasoline cans.
The world cries out for the innocent broken hearts the future looks so dark. A gamble of red, rising in the desert sun. Now
lying flat where does a soul find home.
Where do they go?
2X: The Lights of Las Vegas
Autor(es): Brian Tarquin, Phil Naro
