We do a little dance, we make a little love, we get down tonight...

So the love of space brings us here,
to dare succeed, to laugh at fear.
We fly these ships, like knights of old,
clad in armour, clad in gold.
To wring whatever coin we can,
from fearless foe, or wreckless plan.
All of us knowing, come what may,
our lifeless corpse may light the way.