365 Dagar Av Synd: Reu Nu Pert Em Hru, 7" Single (Vinyl)
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365 Dagar Av Synd
Reu Nu Pert Em Hru

  • 7" Single (Vinyl)
  • Czech Republic
first pressing of 500 copies, includes numbered insert
  • Phobia Records
  • (PHOBIA 021)
  • 8 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX / EX
  • used

tracks

Dis-Side

A1

Institution / Mord

Guest
  • Lusen
Vocals
  • Lusen
A2

I Dubbelmoralens Skugga

A3

Leende Av Plast

A4

Misantropen

That Side

B1

Är Detta Tacken?

B2

Åt Helvete Med Hela Jävla Skiten!

B3

Levande Döda Slips Och Kostym

Guest
  • Potin
Vocals
  • Potin
B4

Livstidsfånge

Recorded By
  • Hasse Holk
Drums
  • Manfred

Credits

Mixed By
  • Klas Botander
Musician
  • Klas Botander
  • Skell
  • Skitsylen
Recorded By
  • 365 Dagar Av Synd

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