A hundred suns, born to k**
It is madness, a sun created by man
Once again a perverse irony of life
Earth creates, man destroys
Love and hatred
We are the butchers of the earth
A hundred suns will be born
Millions of lives will fall
The first lightening,
A picture without protection and sense
The end, torture and d**h
When do they stop, when is it over?
One day they will all stand up,
Rebel against us, exterminated us
The first lightening,
A picture without protection and sense
A hundred suns, born to k**
It is madness, a sun created by man
Once again a perverse irony of life
Earth creates, man destroys
Love and hatred
We are the butchers of the earth
A hundred suns will be born
Millions of lives will fall
Born to k**