Our photons, which art locked,
hallowed be thy payload;
thy strike will come;
thy shields be done,
in Sirius as it is in B'tran.
Give us this day our daily missions,
Forgive us not our beam overloads,
as we will not forgive those that use it against us.
And lead us not into warp plasma;
but deliver us from Borg.
For thine is the science,
the engineer, and the tactical,
for ever and ever,
Fortin.