Scattered - Necrot

Scattered, broken pieces

Worn out by miseries of this world

Too old, too old to die

Why must we rot?

Why must we die?

Scattered broken pieces

Worn out by misiries of my soul

Too old, too old to die

Why must we rot?

Why must we die?

Cursed forever, forever cursed

Cursed forever, forever cursed

There for the creation of broken bones and lies

Forever will last the anger

Brothers of infection, our destinies are one

Fragments of light scattered we are