Kafka Prosess: Ingen Fattige, Ingen Rike, LP (Vinyl)
Kafka Prosess: Ingen Fattige, Ingen Rike, LP (Vinyl)
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Kafka Prosess
Ingen Fattige, Ingen Rike
  • LP (Vinyl)
  • Germany
with poster insert, Norwegian Hardcore
  • Skuld Releases
  • (Skuld 052)
  • 15 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX+ / EX+
  • virgin

tracks

A1

Vi Vil Ikke Ha

A2

Tro Håp Og Kjærlighet

A3

Mentalt Ute Av Balanse

A4

Så Diktatorisk

A5

Faller Du I

A6

Faller Du II

A7

Kjærlighetsbarn

B1

Skyldig

B2

Dype Spor

B3

En Dag Så!

B4

Jeg Vil Rive

B5

Ingen Fattige, Ingen Rike

B6

90 Åra

B7

Hun Lever Ikke Lenger

B8

Er Du Stolt Av Å Være Hvit

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