turnemandburnem

Our missles, 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 gank.
And forgive us our WCS's
But we won'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.
EM

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