Of course not. Zygotes go better with a vodka martini and a side of fresh grated horseradish.
You sound like a good, tough scientific materialist. Let's see how tough you are, tough guy, when it's your turn, and the doctor finally gives you your bad news.
Stiff upper lip, pal. No prayers, no sacraments, no otherworldly solemnities for you. Go down hard, and show the rest of us how it's done.