A man's life is a like cigarette once it's burned out, it turns to smoke and disapears, bearing the guilt, its like inhaling smoke into your lungs. you keep doing it and your lungs turn black . That's your karma
And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
So our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.