100 Suns - Caliban

A hundred suns, born to kill

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 death

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 kill

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 KILL