Death in the ninth dimension, the rocket ship stutters and comes to a halt. Extraterrestrial divination, interplanetary suicide.
-Warp speed to the grave of stars-shove our ray guns against their heads. Warp speed to the grave of stars-we'll never make it home so we're better off dead. Warp speed to the grave of stars-oddities in flight, killing again. Warp speed to the grave of...-
Black holes are approaching, our blood will be stretched into iron. A case of cosmic alchemy, our bones will break and recombine.
Rocket ship 13 has crashed, our bodies will be devoured by the alien scum.