This NWO .... is a rich man's pipe dream, and a poor man's nightmare.
Sooner or later, both wake up.

Our missiles, who art in launchers
Hallowed be thy payload
Thy warhead come
Our enemies be done
In low sec
As it is in Empire
Give us this day
Our daily isk
And forgive us our WCS's
But we won't forgive those 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......EM

Oh give me a home,
where the supercaps roam,
and the tengu and the proteus play.
Where seldom is heard,
a crim flagging word,
and the bubbles catch cloakies all day!

♫♫ When your ship get's blown to bits,
♫♫ And you lose your faction fits,
Don't worry, be happy. ♫♫