Lyrics:
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 befall The first lightening A picture without protection and sence The end, torture and death When do they stop, when is it over? One day they will all stand up Rebel against us - Exterminate us The first lightening A picture without protection and sence 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 befall The end, torture and death When do they stop, when is it over? One day they will all stand up Rebel against us - Exterminate us Born to kill Born to kill