When probability meets infinity It becomes inevitability There's no randomness if you a roll a dice, An infinite number of times

An immortal will do great deeds for eons untold They'll murder a baby in cold blood, and later save the world An immortal will commit all possible crimes They'll also break their promises and change their minds An infinite number of times

They'll write every book that could ever be They'll bruteforce all knowledge and all the rhymes They'll make discoveries, and explore the world An infinite number of times

Nevermind the dullness of it all, The hardest of all, is the infinite heartbreak They'll kiss every loved one goodbye They're bound to grieve, to wail and cry An infinite number of times

I don't want to be immortal I don't want to be a god I don't want to cause new universes To spawn from my waste and grime

Because that's what'll eventually happen If you're eternal, you have infinite waste And with enough mass, a new bigbang You're bound to consume, and you're bound to create An infinite number of times