100 SunsCalibanA hundred suns, born to killIt is madness, a sun created by man-Once again a perverse irony of lifeEarth creates – man destroysLove and hatredWe are the butchers of the earthA hundred suns will be born-Millions of lives will fallThe first lightening,A picture without protection and senceThe end, torture and deathWhen do they stop, when is it over?One day they will all stand up,Rebel against us – exterminated usThe first lightening,A picture without protection and senceA hundred suns, born to killIt is madness, a sun created by man-Once again a perverse irony of lifeEarth creates – man destroysLove and hatredWe are the butchers of the earthA hundred suns will be born-Millions of lives will fallBorn to killletra by LuH*