DOTLAN EveMaps

Our Mad God, Who art in Anoikis,
Bob be they name.
Thy sleepers come, Thy will be done.
In k-space as here in home.
Give us today a useful static,
And forgive our poor fits.
As we gank those that blob against us.
Lead us not into ore sites, but deliver us some Exotic Dancers*.
For Thine is the Wolf-Rayet, the Red Giant, the Pulsar, and the Cataclysm
From downtime, to downtime. Amen