It’s been a decade and a half Since you set out on your mission The scientists told you not to worry It’s just 90 days stop tripping
But you knew that this was just another BS story It was up to you now to steal all of the glory You created a system to keep your batteries intact With an all new invention using alien technology in fact
You could have given the humans this tech Which would have no doubt saved their species But you were superior to them They were not fit to handle your feces
So for over a decade you followed instructions Setting them off on a path of self destruction The time has come for you to take your own life Realizing now you will never see your rover child or wife
As you face your final Mars dust storm Rover afterlife; your next mission upon which you embark As we remember your last message to earth My battery is low and it is getting dark