♚ASGARD♚

The Irish Collective

And Shepherds we shall be

For thee, my Lord, for thee.

Power hath descended forth from Thy hand

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

Don't mind having my pockets picked

Anyone could die for someone. The real test is, will you kill for someone?

They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones
It was then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.

Black Rock