Far beyond the sun's embrace,
We travel through the stars,
From Jupiter to Saturn they,
Call us the Ghosts of Mars.
The delvers in the frozen rock,
The pioneers of space,
We dig amongst the moons that we,
May help the human race!
We'd dug upon this rock for months,
The trip was almost done,
How were we to know the fuel,
Would fry out in the sun?
If in this inky void there is,
A God who watches men,
Then let him find this fateful trip,
And let us try again!
Until the day we starve to death,
Or else we lose our minds,
We'll dig into this wretched rock,
And tell you what we find!
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