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