Igor Kutnutzov

The Caldari Prayer
Our Missiles, who art in launchers
Hallowed be thy payload,
Thy warhead come. Our enemiess be done,
in low sec as its in Empire.
Give us this gank, our daily gank
and forgive us our ECM's
But we wont't forgive them that use them against us.
And lead us not into bubbles,
but deliver us from scramblers
For thine is the thermal, the explosive and the kinetic
Forever and ever,
Amen
Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink
Thy will be drunk, I will be drunk,
At home as it is in the pub,
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us,
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers,
For thine is the beer, The Bitter, The Lager.
Barman