(In Klingon: “Today is a good day to die”)…

Out from the wasteland,
into the stars of naked night,
they draw their bathlefs,
and pray to Kahless for the fight..

into the naked night as the bird of prey engages DS9..

Take us to the blades of a thousand foes,
into hell,
let the battle roll.
honor like the core of molten Sun’s,
burns in our blades to form our death as one.

— Take me to Sto-Vo-Kor, across the moons in my bird of prey.