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**