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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