JOIN THE CONFLAGRATION!

WE'RE YOUR BURNING INSPIRATION!
CHURCH OF SPACE SEEKS CONGREGATION
VISIT OUR OFFICES AT THE SPACE STATION

What is the ultimate reality?
The cause of causality?
Others think that they do know,
But they always fail to show
What it is they think they see,
Faith can't be so easy.

The Church of Space still seeks the answer,
Amidst aquarius, capricorn, and cancer.
We don't say we claim we know,
but into SPACE we must go
to perform stellar experiments
on our exponential firmaments.

Have Mass on Mars and commune on the moon.
On Earth, you'll never see the stars come into bloom.
We say Pluto's a planet, not just a rock.
Blast off into our holy flock.
If you want a truly universal faith,
We await you in outer space.

Look at all these earthly churches
Pontiffs on their purchased perches
They read books while we write them
Their chants pale next to our bright night hymn
Space is full of contradiction,
but still better than earth's simple fiction

Terrestrial religion is lazy,
but outer space is fucking crazy!
Quasars spitting gamma rays,
Pulsars with their radio waves
You might think that space is quite a rave,
but Saturn isn't just a place to play.