WTN: WTN / Ulcerrhoea, 7" Single (Vinyl)
WTN: WTN / Ulcerrhoea, 7" Single (Vinyl)
€19.90
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WTN
Ulcerrhoea
WTN / Ulcerrhoea

  • 7" Single (Vinyl)
  • Mexico
300 made; split release by Ulcerrhoea from Germany and W.T.N. (Wartorn Nation) from Singapore
  • American Line Productions
  • (LA-044)
  • 10 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX- / EX
  • used

tracks

A1

WTN
Grotesque Dismemberment Of Your Sterile Tomb

A2

WTN
Vile Stench Of Cankered Decay

A3

WTN
Mortui Vivos Docent

A4

WTN
Purulent Innards Discharging Septic Pus

B1

Ulcerrhoea
Righteous Assholes

B2

Ulcerrhoea
And Another System Failed

B3

Ulcerrhoea
Suspicious Respect

B4

Ulcerrhoea
Human Mass Product

B5

Ulcerrhoea
Social Casualties

B6

Ulcerrhoea
Jojo Punks

Written By

Credits

Bass
  • Aboo.B
Drums
  • Stoner
Guitar
  • Zul Cenga
Vocals
  • Daemon
Written By

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