100 Suns – CalibanBy A 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 senseThe 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 senseA hundred suns, born to killit is madness, a sun created by manonce again a perverse irony of lifeearth creates – man destroyslove and hatredwe are the butchers of the eartha hundred suns will be bornmillions of lives will fallBORN TO KILL www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20