Our Bob,

Who art in wormhole space,

hallowed be Thy name,

Thy systems come,

Thy will be done in thera as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily content,

And forgive us our kills,

As we forgive those who kill against us.

And lead us not to polarization

But deliver us from known space.

For thine is the pulsar,

And the black hole

And the wolf-rayet

For ever and ever,

Amen.