If Rick’s Right

Upon globular spheres, Atheist hell
Will be wandering like Neanderthals
In a cosmos of alien hunters
Without goodness to prove God does exist.

The moon shifts all phases of its cycle
Regardless of where the sun shined that day,
Yet the eclipse shall prove the earth's shadow
Upon globular spheres---Atheist hell.

They shall be upon the earth, frail and scared
Beating their wives womb for the fetal meat;
They shall build fires and their stone tools; they
Will be wandering like Neanderthals. 

They shall worship the aliens as gods
And civilizations shall never be
Built, for they shall be like farm animals
In a cosmos of alien hunters.

They shall have no proof of good, no love or
Joy---Morality shall truly be a
Subjective lie, and they'll survive through strife
Without goodness to prove God does exist.