Counting on a miracle when your chances are zero
Betting on an alibi when there's no life to borrow
The odds are less than Ali Baba's escape from death row
The shock of the lightning would set your soul free tomorrow
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There's a bright future in death though only the blind can see
Seventy-two virgins, all so sexy and beautiful
Slowly gazed at the hour with an eye that brought me much glee
In the eternal company of the young and sinful